<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042</id><updated>2011-08-06T09:45:30.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotsters in the House!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116759747668873283</id><published>2007-01-01T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T04:37:56.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rounding up a wonderful year</title><content type='html'>As once said by a wise man, "Early to bed, early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise!" Well this holidays, my biological clock is certainly quite screwed up. Quite is really quite an understatement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been so many things worth talking about but unfortunately either i've been too lazy to type it out or i've been tipping the scale and thus definitely not in an ordinary state of mind. Well let's not waste time in wishing everyone a happy new year. A shout out to all boyz and gals....... The year is 007 so dont forget that both you and I have the license to kill. Live like bond, which means you gonna have a fucking smooth sailing ride ahead. Make sure you work hard and party harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perth was fuckin amazing. Went for training at the Western Australia Cricket Association and it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was breakfast clubbing............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4372/2529/320/295097/DSC01109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as stated in the objectives, we developed our skills..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4372/2529/320/758742/DSC00991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After which it moved on to................. cam-whoring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4372/2529/320/397699/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But unfortunately, we were in an...........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4372/2529/320/468247/DSC01592.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sun finally set on our trip..............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4372/2529/320/825802/Picture%20050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we returned home much more sober than before........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4372/2529/320/617344/DSC01573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this was just the beginning. New year's was totally another planet. Shhhhhhh.......... haha. Let's call it a night now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116759747668873283?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116759747668873283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116759747668873283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116759747668873283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116759747668873283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2007/01/rounding-up-wonderful-year.html' title='Rounding up a wonderful year'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116625170977971395</id><published>2006-12-16T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T14:48:29.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Everyone</title><content type='html'>Many exciting things have been taking place these days, that no time should be wasted on blogging! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the midst of all the adrenaline-pumping action of ice-skating, playing pool, having 36 gatherings, k-boxing, watching movies, going shopping, walking, dancing, chalet-ing, going up and down on roller-coasters, playing Polar Bear at every available space in the country, cycling, fishing and various other activities that I have been engaging in, I have realised that my holidays have all amounted to naught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is absolutely zero productivity, and before the next 2 weeks are up, and thus ending my tenure as a Thinker, Leader &amp; Pioneer, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must resolve to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- learn Jamaican&lt;br /&gt;- model for Armani&lt;br /&gt;- get beyond page 3 on the Chemistry A-Level textbook&lt;br /&gt;- buy stamps&lt;br /&gt;- be a good boy&lt;br /&gt;- write to the Asian Games committee, to make Polar Bear an official sport&lt;br /&gt;- learn how to sing&lt;br /&gt;- lose weight&lt;br /&gt;- finish writing my fanfic&lt;br /&gt;- rethink my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that I can proudly say that I have spent my time well. I know it is going to be tough, but when the going gets tough, the tough gets going!! The pressure is immensely mind-boggling, but at this point, I am reminded of a highly-inspirational quote, &lt;strong&gt;"Pressure is Pleasure!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying what we do, no matter how shit it is, makes the task a much simpler one. I always employ this philosophy whenever the road ahead is a daunting and difficult one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2251/435/1600/390723/IMG_6887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2251/435/320/413055/IMG_6887.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the flames of a barbecue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116625170977971395?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116625170977971395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116625170977971395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116625170977971395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116625170977971395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey Everyone'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116520015284917661</id><published>2006-12-04T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T10:42:32.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;All the kings' horses, and all the kings' men&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't put ali's broken heart, together again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116520015284917661?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116520015284917661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116520015284917661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116520015284917661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116520015284917661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/12/humpty-dumpty-sat-on-wall.html' title='Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116394217095363193</id><published>2006-11-19T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:11:46.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hue, Vietnam</title><content type='html'>is really the most beautiful place ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really really really small part of me almost regrets going for it because sometimes the emotional baggage can be too overwhelming, but at least there are people to talk to about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;693 pictures, 14 cards, numerous small gifts, memories and love to last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who cares what others say, the girl you like, is to you &lt;br /&gt;the most beautiful girl ever =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116394217095363193?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116394217095363193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116394217095363193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116394217095363193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116394217095363193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/hue-vietnam.html' title='Hue, Vietnam'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116290503070016028</id><published>2006-11-07T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:10:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Kitty and Dear Daniel</title><content type='html'>I finally got out of the relegation zone (bottom 4) in my class and topped the class, GEP, sec4 batch, school, Singapore, Universe! with full marks for English (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Merit Award for Morrison and another one for Cricket. I still have a record on a RI foolscap paper of every single game I've played for the school(first was a friendly against Victoria which we won, the last was this year's B Div Nat Sch's Finals against ACSI which we lost), and I am not understanding why I didn't get Colours =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grad Table finally decided to go shopping, but everyone ended up buying nothing haha. At least our theme's pretty settled now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICO Concert was pretty cool, and all the erhu and dizi and guzheng (and other instruments which I can't remember) players are pro. Took manymany pictures (like with HM Bob Koh!!!11). Also went for supper at Lau Par Sat, where I haven't gone since I was 5 or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Ceremony was also an interesting affair, and another time to aim, click and shoot!! I don't think everyone felt it but deep down I was quite emotional, especially while watching the Reach (Sec One) Video ='((((( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How people have changed since then, how much more people will change.&lt;br /&gt;And how people helped to change me.&lt;br /&gt;Impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also bid goodbye to GYPS mentees today. Played games, talked cock and took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, which I don't feel like putting up heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116290503070016028?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116290503070016028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116290503070016028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116290503070016028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116290503070016028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-kitty-and-dear-daniel.html' title='Hello Kitty and Dear Daniel'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116273059540147703</id><published>2006-11-05T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:55:59.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HMVouchers!</title><content type='html'>Actually Rafflesian Spotlight Finals was quite settled and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we came up with our thing on Friday night 10pm and still hadn't been done a complete run by the final rehearsal =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun time with the Boyahs nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the hotness from everyone, audience, other participants and judges was really defying all the known laws of thermodynamicss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/TheBoys.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$200$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5454.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5447.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5436.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340"  src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5459.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went for orgasmic ice-cream with some 4Lovers at Swenson's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5461.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to Dome for some phone sex and another round of supper with the following gang+Pavneet+SamChong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5488.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS Finals is about the last thing I do as a Rafflesian, stand in LT1, in the RI campus. Year Head's Assembly was vaguely emotional, and I could just feel most people feeling it too. Even the last day was so anti-climax, and staying there all cooped up till 10pm didn't make me realise how quickly time had passed.  How quickly definitely the best 4 years of my life has passed. &lt;br /&gt;It was love, truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_5400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_5400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I have enough photos to pull me through everytime I miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember, remember the 5th of November, the gunpowder treason and plot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116273059540147703?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116273059540147703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116273059540147703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116273059540147703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116273059540147703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/hmvouchers.html' title='HMVouchers!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116246112842455233</id><published>2006-11-02T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:53:04.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven is a place on Earth!</title><content type='html'>I ruined my eye and that just ruined my week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, cornea infection again =( (left eye this time though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Bad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I missed GI Traning camp. Which means I'll miss PL Camp too, unless Mr Eng really really really loves me. Along the way will miss sleepover+rehearsals and definitely plenty of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No more looking pretty and being able to see at the same time anymore aww (ie. no more contacts!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Good&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NUH has pretty nurses&amp;doctors. Waiting there for 5 hours/visit for the past 3 days has helped me make some observations ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All the more to go into medicine. Motivation is Key!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I get to miss boring Review&amp;Reflectionss heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Made a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get to sleep all day. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Friends constantly asking you how you are, oh the sugary sweet delight and happiness. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a highway. There are ups and downs, just like a sine curve! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5281.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" width="240" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5282.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;doesn't &lt;3 me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other happening news, Morrison Drama Feste Dinner was quite a blast at some kinky Italian Restaurant! Pro SYDA champion treat (: Was definitely quite a fun time exchanging gossip, fashion advice, make-up tips and occasionally updating ourselves with the latest rumours around town. Plenty Of Pictures (POP!) somehow drama people seem more susceptible to bouts of insane camwhoring. Which is always a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of Ms Low running. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5336.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5335.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muscularest Men woot. Elton's muscles are really growing this time! &lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5333.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5332.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5330.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5328.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" width="240" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5324.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayboys. As in, &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt; boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" width="240" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5323.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" width="240" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5322.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5321.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5318.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5316.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5315.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5313.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5312.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ben trying to be romantic with chocolate.&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5306.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5305.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5299.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5302.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toast to the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5295.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prem showing off his bling haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5292.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Jev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5288.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Elt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5289.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5286.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hehe in most of the pictures I was trying to tilt my head to the left so my evil eye can't be seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Starbucks at Raffles City after that for another round of those, plus coffee to strengthen our minds. Some of us were thoroughly turned on by hot angmoh dude with hotter Thai chick making out on the couch in full-view of whatever public bothered to watch them at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="320" width="240" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5338.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was another morning of bliss as I woke up late, went to the hospital to spend some quality time with my favourite opthamologists, came home and slept again! Ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before rushing over to J8 and then Weiwen's house for soome late-night boyahing. I dont know, somehow it seems to me things aren't looking too happy and cheerful, and RS this year wouldn't really be the happy thing I'd have wanted it to be. =(( I think we spent more time watching South Park and swooning over (Daniel, at least) Westlife and singing merry songs than anything haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5348.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="340" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5343.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 1am night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320"  src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5349.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116246112842455233?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116246112842455233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116246112842455233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116246112842455233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116246112842455233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/heaven-is-place-on-earth_02.html' title='Heaven is a place on Earth!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116222575855030339</id><published>2006-10-30T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:29:18.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrific Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Today was quite a happening day that got my heart beating faster and faster ever since I woke up at 10am and realised what a beautiful morning it was =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Went to school. GI Meeting. No0b Weiwen. Heard that when Yelin asked Gerrard Lai to count the number of pegs, he started counting his packs. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Brandon Kwan's new &lt;strong&gt;man&lt;/strong&gt;ly gf, like wow. All the testosterone was impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel decided to quit basketball after such a traumatising experience since she/he might be his senior lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided that the Boyahs are not destined to rehearse together, so me, Dan &amp; the pussycat Yelin went to stone at Orchard Library. It was quite a memorable experience too, as we laughed for 15mins straight after discussing our favourite honeymoons. Thank goodness I was in a half-squatting position, hopefully I built up some abs along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel decided to become a Man, and picked up a book called "Dicks; How to use them" Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5264.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw an inspirational quote: &lt;strong&gt;"A healthy pecker makes a happy cocksman"&lt;/strong&gt;. Quite food-for-thought-ishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yelin, on the other whisker, decided that being like Loh Zhi Zhi was the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="340" width="260" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5265.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yelin had some h0tMaLeS business so me and Daniel decided to anyhow around and shop. Saw a silk Versace shirt that cost 2000$+ which was quite turning on. Sorry pls no choice even though (2000/40 = 500) weeks of not eating doesn't seem very appealing. Nicole Richie is like so totally not the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw stuff for Grad Night and other similar playah pimpsta' activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5270.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5269.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5268.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made known my Philosophies of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5271.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left after we realised that we were the only males in the store, oopsie. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize women's clothes are so much hotter than guys' and they've got such a variety to choose from and look beautiful. Ah well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pimped around some more, witnessed an MRT accident, walked a few miles, Daniel shopped for Halloween and the usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I won't be blogging for some time with all the sleeping around (Haha) I'll be doing the next few days! And neither will Prem after hooking up with all his boyfriends ;) Busy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116222575855030339?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116222575855030339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116222575855030339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116222575855030339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116222575855030339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/horrific-halloween.html' title='Horrific Halloween!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116212796682579384</id><published>2006-10-29T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:13:55.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima and Nagasaki</title><content type='html'>Every Sunday I feel very intellectual. Because I read the newspapers and I go hmmm hmmm hmmm and I nod my head wisely. It is the only bit of reading I do the whole week and it makes me feel very smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I read that North Korea and Iran are making atomic bombs. This has made me realise that Singapore can make one too. Especially with my good friend and classmate with an IQ which can be expressed in index form, the future looks bright and cheery for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="350" alt="" width="280" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand; "src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5162.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm feeling like Pinky and the Brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's time to go back to the Chinese. Nope, unlike the other handsome boys in the world I am not studying for the O-Levels tomorrow (!gdluck everyone!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am brushing up on my various pick up lines. I am translating words like "watermelon" and "moon" because they are crucial in every pick-up line! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/BC.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;Wow, mysterious!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The friend of a friend is a friend.&lt;br /&gt;The enemy of an enemy is also a friend!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we analyse and reflect upon this quote, we'd realise that quite a large portion of the world's populations is actually our friends! This is surely beautifying my vision of the world =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness beckons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116212796682579384?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116212796682579384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116212796682579384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116212796682579384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116212796682579384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hiroshima-and-nagasaki.html' title='Hiroshima and Nagasaki'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116195644374952555</id><published>2006-10-27T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:35:22.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitch &amp; Ditch!</title><content type='html'>These past few days were seriously quite Havocky. Everything has been running perfectly and has put me into a Happiness Mode, which I haven't really been getting the drift of since the previous weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally signed up for a Photo-host and it is certainly making life much easier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" alt="" width="300" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5167.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dennis! &lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5160.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foong and Junwei! after Dennis absolutely refused to take a picture with Foong, so that the boy doesn't get to satisfy his deepest sexual cravings&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5157.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5166.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Justin. Wenjun was betting the table would break any second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Gerald and Gary! The two boys who have been such an integral part of my classes for the last 4 years of my life. The type of people who aren't really felt but you can always feel it when they aren't there anymore.&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5164.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's not about the people you know, but about the people who'd miss you when you're gone"&lt;/strong&gt; - Naing Yelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting back our dismal marks, I finally had a good heart-to-heart canversation with Gary which didn't include me hurling homosexual accusations at him or calling him a total waste of space in the world. I liked it! I can really connect to Gary now that we have similar academic inclinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5165.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;With Shorts in Long Pants!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the regular dosage of Boyahing rehearsals (where we tried to bring Sexy back and concluded that Stars are blind; it's gonna be a real blast! catch us 4thNov'06 4pm LT1!!!!!!) and watching sexy sweaty boys playing basketball in the rain, life has been quite a laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got back our results. I didn't do as spectacularly as I had sort of hoped I'd do and the nights of mugging bore no fruit. So like many others I think I'll put up my class positions of the papers I had gotten back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Studies&lt;/strong&gt; - 4th-bottom in class (for CT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biology&lt;/strong&gt; - 3rd-bottom in class (for both CT and Overall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry&lt;/strong&gt; - Last in class (both CT and Overall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics&lt;/strong&gt; - Last in class (for CT, Second-bottom for Overall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no comments =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came home and experienced some unhappiness and reflected upon my actions and decided that we all have to let bygones be bygones! My parents unexpectedly didn't explode, just made some caustic remarks like how I'd be better off at an ITE(I thoroughly agree!) and things like that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To discharge all the negative energy, Ali and Ngiam went to VivoCity to check the whole place out. It was quite an adventure, and we binged! Lunch Part One, Lunch Part Two and Lunch Part Three. And we each ate an entire bar of chocolate to release some endorphines and to be transported to a happier place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5175.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to take some creative shots. Hopefully Kennedy would be convinced that I do indeed take pictures of things instead of myself! &lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5174.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also some some awfully adorable kids bathing in the fountains and getting all wet and wild! &lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5177.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Prem joined us and we had Lunch Part...I was losing count already! &lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5180.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a stall and really realised the importance of good luck! We must always have Lady Luck to smile on us when we're in this restaurant! &lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5183.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we sat down and discussed our futures, the End of the Universe and the meaning Life for 2+ hours! We Derived new formulas to explain the world, Drew analogies and Developed quotable quotes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5186.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the point when I got -REJECTED- for the third time in my Life. Innocently asked an elderly lady to help us take a picture of us, but she cheekily walked away! I was shocked and my heart fluttered at the sight. A drop of tear trickled down my now pimple-less cheek (after using superduper OXY PIMPLE GEL)! I hope that noone ever has to endure such dejection in their lives anymore! (U)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided that a guy's best friend was really the toilet because that is where he feels like a true Man. That is where we can also take pictures and not worry about getting rejected anymore! &lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" height="240" alt="" width="320" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5189.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fruit is good for your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" alt="" width="280" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5192.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day and we made plans that will really turn our lives upside down inside out all about. I also gathered many opportunities to form many synapses, which magically develops in our brains everytime we are able to form new connections. These knowledge is absolutely wonderful and inordinately enlightening! I can almost imagine my brain teeming with so so many many synapses and neurons!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after getting Ditched by the 2 boys, it was time to Hitch a Mrt ride Home from Harbourfront! The Mrt is truly a symbol of Singaporean efficiency and I am proud to have experienced these marvel of mankind in my life. The world-classness of the whole system makes my eyes water in amazement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote that I picked up from the cosy confines of the HML, which is indeed an appropriate way to end the day, &lt;strong&gt;"Friendship is like wine, it just gets better with age!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had more Boyah rehearsals today morning! But decided that since Weiwank was wanking at home, we'd take pictures instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5202.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5201.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali, Daniel and Yelin trying to get kinky and pimping around with the RI flag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire Admin Block was getting white-washed. &lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="320" alt="" width="300" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5194.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Yichao must be up to no good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5203.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Yelin looking up to the portrait of a man close to our hearts and souls, Sir Stamford Raffles which I don't think many people actually know exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o83/desperado0/IMG_5206.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Weiwen's house after trudging through the haze smoke and jungles to join him in his favourite activities, and perfected our *secrets!!!shh!* Tried to compare his medal/trophy collection with mine. I was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pwnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain to him that in team sports, we play for a month or more, and get one medal. Unlike individual sports like running where competing for 5 minutes (that's his 2.4km timing or something) gets you massive trophies. But I believe team sports have muchmuch more to offer than individual sports anyway. The experience is &lt;em&gt;priceless&lt;/em&gt;! Just like Mastercard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was being such a Weiwen and had to go off and meet his girlfriendS so we left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for some LDP sharing thing @ NJC. Talked to future participants and tried to inspire them to a better tomorrow. I had to give a speech so I quoted our favourite friend Albert Einsten, &lt;strong&gt;"Only a life lived for others is a life worth living!!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt; I hope I have shown them The way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Orchard and met Dennis, YuGuang and Daniel, who were all sweaty and nose-bleeding from watching Holly Valance in DeadOrAlive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some naughty bus driver scammed us, so me and Dan had to walk a few kilometres. But it was good walking and talking and gave us ample time to exchange some scandalous gossips oooooh! I like secrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is a long post because there is absolutely nothing else to do. I have broken many records, crossed many boundaries and brought the definition of blogging up to a whole new level!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start playing Neopets soon, but in the meantime I shall rot on Youtbe getting impressed by the manly Wade Robson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the days promises new levels of Happiness indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116195644374952555?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116195644374952555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116195644374952555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116195644374952555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116195644374952555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hitch-ditch.html' title='Hitch &amp; Ditch!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116168322398718200</id><published>2006-10-24T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T17:47:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Special</title><content type='html'>Today was Selamat Hari Raya Day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, many people don't know that I'm Muslim just because I don't have a beard and don't wear a turban. Like how Auyong exclaimed upon the grave realisation, "But I thought Muslims can't be gay!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also a bit upset when Hady Mirza won the Singapore Idol Championships because in 2 years when I join and want to win, I won't know how prepared Singaporeans would be in accepting a 3rd straight Non-Chinese Idol. They might jump out of their skins and fly over the moon!! Even though I'm not like Malaaay, not many people actually know the difference between Malay and non-chinese,malay,indian hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am busy writing an English Essay now and listening to Paris Hilton sing all her beautiful songs. She is awesome and her voice is like sweet sweet honey trickling into my ears and making my head groggy in happiness. I am imagining her singing Stars Are Blind to me, oooooo I am such a lucky Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/fished.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/fished.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel and Dennis fishing each other heeeheee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116168322398718200?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116168322398718200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116168322398718200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116168322398718200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116168322398718200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hari-raya-special.html' title='Hari Raya Special'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116152649230040532</id><published>2006-10-22T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:04:36.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hook the bait!</title><content type='html'>omggxzxzxzxz`` ManUtd is owning some nubcaked Liverpool and that rocks my non-existent purple crocs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on Saturday, I went fishing with some happy boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_5108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_5108.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At East Coast Park. Bedok Jetty, where all the gays in Singapore congregate. It was great. With all our Old Rod, Super Rod and Good Rod. I caught 4 ikan bilis in 4 hours. It was quite a good effort considering it was my first time fishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Guang &amp; Dennis who're damn pro, as soon as they throw in their line they manage to catch stingrays, octopusses, sharks and pink dolphins =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foong is really a masterbaiter, every rod he baited, confirm 100%+bonus will have 4 ikan bilis hooked onto it. Pro !  He was masterbaiting th whole time and making all his foong-comments about his astonishing sexual prowess and uncompromising libido that he got owned quite a lot by Guang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would leave everyone with an awe-inspiring quote by none other than the man who has made Chickadeez what it is today, &lt;strong&gt;Confucious says, Man who hooks worm as bait very well is masterbaiter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the relentless heat of our dear friend, Mr Sun, was making us much hotter than we already were, so we went cycling! We cycled for 3 hours and my butt hurts ouch!! Junwei learnt how to cycle too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of all people at East Coast Park we met the slimiest kinkiest puddytat in the world, Naing Yelin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_5119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_5119.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You were looking awesome, Naing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going home, we passed by Tao Nan Primary School omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TNPS produced gh3ys like Gary Yeo, so we all decided to pose like a Gary to commemorate this special occasion. Can you feel the gayness emanating from the picture???&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_5120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_5120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home and died, and now I hear we have to redo some lame essay =((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the rest of the holidays are fun too! Must go out with boys moremoremore! Girls, must wait until O-levels are over and that is almost a month more hehe. Somehow girls from IP schools don't like to go out with me and ali is very sad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My naughty camera's card thingy is very disobedient, and I lost so many beautiful pictures!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116152649230040532?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116152649230040532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116152649230040532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116152649230040532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116152649230040532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hook-bait.html' title='Hook the bait!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116126381173511218</id><published>2006-10-19T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:18:49.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiness We experience is like the rays of the sun and has filled me up to the brim, and motivated everyone to reach greater heights of joy! I have put my mind to it and decided that the coming days would really be a beacon of happiness for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last exams in RI are overrrrr, and weirdly enough, I am kind of wishing the entire thing lasted longer. Exams are really quite an aphrodisiac for the soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_5021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_5021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a passion for photography but usually the only photos I like to take are of myself! But then we havent't cam-gigoloed for daaaaaaaaamn long la oh nos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway! Biology and History were surprisingly fine, even though I am going to do pretty badly for Bio, considering I didn't know Huntington's Disease was dominant or anything about mitosis or meiosis. The bio paper has really made me realise that sex is seriously a complicated thing! I shall appreciate it more from now on (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-exam wasn't all the big hoo-ha bamwham grand party bash that I anticipated instead it was simple soccer under the Hot and Hazy skies !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh but today we watched The Prestige@The Cathay. Sean Yap, Kern, Prem, Alwank, Ronald, Samuel Chong and Ali. And Enghow joined us later. Wowowowww it's an intriguing movie that literally keeps audiences on the edge of their seats with its intricately-woven plot and gorgeous actors&amp;actresses! 5-stars. * * * * * (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it burnt my heart to see Scarlett Johansson whoring around and made me lose faith in her =( I would also give her 5-stars ***** where the first star is a B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was amazed! I was getting quite confuzzled and didn't know whether to hate Hugh Jackman's character or Christian Bale's character more!!! Hopefully most people would be happy and understand the story (I know Kern didn't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we anyhow walked and anyhowed around town anyhowedly to spend a fine, sunny day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More fun coming up for the rest of the days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116126381173511218?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116126381173511218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116126381173511218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116126381173511218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116126381173511218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-without-you.html' title='Here without you'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116109770738104106</id><published>2006-10-17T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T13:01:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurdle after hurdle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but if the doctor's hot, throw the apple away"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ali, you have given me no choice but to post. Last night, while immersing myself in some PHYSICS-cally demanding workouts (IMPACT!), a thought ran through my mind. My contemplating the truth if Newton's Third Law, my mind somehow drifted to Newton Hawker Centre. It has come to my attention that the hawker centre has undergone a facelift and I am pretty much craving for something to munch on right now. Brain cells require too much ATP and all the revision for CT has caused me to exhaust the late night supplies like Hello Panda, Nutella and ice cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dark chocolate has been said to be good for one's heart. It's pretty paradoxical cuz doctor's always discourage patients from consuming such sinful stuff in access. I guess they're afraid that their patients would end up sweeter than them! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last two papers tom, which would mark the end of secondary four life in RI. Yet another year has gone by and two CTs have occurred but things still look the same. Although the school's going through upgrading works and the stench of paint adds to the haze, the admin block is still what is used to be. Every brick has has the rafflesian spirit embedded in it. Nothing's changed at all. Physically yes, but if one looks beyond the surface, eveything still looks as beautiful as ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For now, I shall return to my shelter to seek refuge in the brother from another mother, HG Clegg and shall do exactly what the genie often says, "Hocus Pocus Focus!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116109770738104106?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116109770738104106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116109770738104106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116109770738104106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116109770738104106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hurdle-after-hurdle.html' title='Hurdle after hurdle'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116106935150666282</id><published>2006-10-17T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:19:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hesperate Dousewives!</title><content type='html'>oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation is really becoming precariously like wisteria lane these days. All my Physics, Chem, Math papers were so so so scandalous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've known that simply a few-night stands with my notes ain't enough to do well (even though it was the most prepared I have ever been in 4 years! =)) and I should have invested in a full-blown (not the type of blowing yichao likes to do though!) relationship with them since the beginning of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am filled with manymany regrets and have blown up all hopes of getting a beautiful grade point average =((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is shattered and have dissolved all intentions of trying to study for the remaining 2 papers just like dissolved sulphuric acid, and I will not love sulphuric acid forever and ever because I lost about 5 marks because of sulphuric acids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be a PCM Champion if I don't do well in physics, cehm &amp; Math ? Now I am greatly questioning my status as a scientific boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4452.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I seek solace within these walls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha prem doesn't blog anymore. Busy boy is busy being gay with Gerrard Lai &amp; their favourite textbooks all over singapore hahaha. It has come to my attention from some handsomes from 4I that they are quite a couple now! I know many hardcorers might disagree but as sean yap puts it, Gymming really brings out the gay in you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116106935150666282?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116106935150666282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116106935150666282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116106935150666282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116106935150666282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hesperate-dousewives.html' title='Hesperate Dousewives!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116074422890058022</id><published>2006-10-13T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:57:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosted by: Ngiam</title><content type='html'>Ali says the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is SO WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY way to a man's heart is through his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it from a man, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116074422890058022?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116074422890058022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116074422890058022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116074422890058022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116074422890058022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hosted-by-ngiam.html' title='Hosted by: Ngiam'/><author><name>hotguest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11068379764307653627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116074343210451624</id><published>2006-10-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:50:08.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hullett Memorial Library</title><content type='html'>I would just like to extend my heartfelt gratitude to Hullett Memorial Library for being such an integral part of my life the last 4 years! It has indeed provided me with much support and guidance, and I always step out of it a better man! Life would never be the same without you darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days have been spent in the comfort of the green sofas and antique-ish wooden furniture of the HML trying to do some exciting 11th hour cramming before the exams! And I stayed there so late that I was joined by all the enjoyable Scholars and whenever I come home I just knock out and haven't had the chance to use the computer at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scholars remind me of all the Intellectual things of life with their superior cerebral faculties and have truly epitomised the definition of Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has greatly strengthened my resolve to get a hot PRC Scholar Girlfriend next year! She would look like ZhangZiyi+MaggieQ+JolinTsai (ok la they're not all PRC but hey, hongkong and taiwan all belong to China anyway!) in her ankle-length green skirt knee-length socks and we'd have fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pick her up with all my pro chinese pick-up lines and together we will drink tea, do wushu, play weiqi and study Math under the stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really romantic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it would also mean that I would have to choose a subject combination of Maths, Advanced Maths, Economics and Extra Extra Maths so I'd be able to be in the same class as her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow things don't look as promising any more =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also undecided about which CCA to join because I have so many skills and hidden talents and special abilities and magic powers that I can join almost Everything. Just not cricket pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's test papers were quite fun to do. I was scribbling so hard it appeared as if I was doing &lt;em&gt;something else&lt;/em&gt; on the table!, and it was really turning me on! I took away an important quote which is &lt;strong&gt;The Best way to a man's heart is through his stomach!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_5086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_5086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will leave off with a picture of Kern who has demonstrated his ability to be a muscular man as well as a pretty girl at the same time! Going home with him is definitely abs-workout 101 and then we laughed like "heheheheheheheh!!!"!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116074343210451624?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116074343210451624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116074343210451624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116074343210451624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116074343210451624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hullett-memorial-library.html' title='Hullett Memorial Library'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116058880558492270</id><published>2006-10-12T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T01:46:45.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging over......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Catch a fish for a man and it feeds him for a day. Teach a man to fish and it feeds him for life"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this confucion saying has a rather deep meaning to it. Fish are extremely rich in protein and hence is an important source of our diet! Confucous was not the ultimate teacher, he even knew biology when he came up with this mind-boggling saying. It has turned my world upside-down. I wish to emulate him as I think he is the BOMB of a MAN. He proves the "Jack of all trades, Master of none" saying wrong. He is the jack of jacks, and the master of master. Master Jack.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels can be really be stressful. Took mt O level examination. The atmosphere was too serious. Totally not hot. Everyone was so focussed, hugging each other, wishing each other gd luck. Well at least it's over. The next hurdle, CTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that now is the most relaxting time of all. There is only one thing to do, revise (or mug as you might prefer to call it?!?!). No CCAs, no assignments, no TAs, only CTs. Things are beginning to slow down and soon everything will come to a complete standstill and thats when we leave for RJ, taking with us the memories of four fantastic years. Well the grass is always said to be greener on the other side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"From pimple to pores"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This phrase is apt for describing a certain someone. The pimples basically mean how tiny they were and pores refer to them skrinking. Ali, why are you so critical of Elsie?! Amidst all the rush to complete syllabus and sqeeze in some time to relax, we must have our fair share of fun but it's not really nice if they come at the expense of someone right...... Anywayz Elsie, it's all in the name of fun.  Lets ur work our way to greater heights after CTs yea. Let them grow from pores to pimples yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepavali is coming up yet again. It's once again the time of the year to let my guard down and indulge/engage in stuff that has certainly stopped temporarily due to the CTs. But are the CTs an excuse for not enjoying life to the fullest? Hmm, not really cuz if one wants to do something, nothing or no one can stand in his way. It's all settled. Arab street, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116058880558492270?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116058880558492270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116058880558492270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116058880558492270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116058880558492270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hanging-over.html' title='Hanging over......'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116033433150296759</id><published>2006-10-09T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T03:05:31.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horny Kok!</title><content type='html'>A I trudge and trek through my numerous notes on Energetics and Kinetics, I am aware that I have to do all this in the quest to fulfil the school's ambitions and uphold its motto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/TLP%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/TLP%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this together with Foong while we were camwhoring around the school !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was verily entertained not too long ago by a sms-conversation with Alwyn Kok (hence the title!) where we confided in each other regarding our deepest darkest fantasies! ;) I realised that while mine involved mostly people from school and things like chemistry textbooks, his all required people from a certain school in the Orchard vicinity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coool school where people roll up their sleeves until they expose their armpit&lt;br /&gt;Hairs HaHaHaHaH, How Horrific!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it seems to me that people don't really have to update their blogs during exam period. All is forgiven. Ooops am I the only one who accelrates blogging at such a sexciting time of the year?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116033433150296759?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116033433150296759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116033433150296759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116033433150296759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116033433150296759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/horny-kok.html' title='Horny Kok!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116025292291569720</id><published>2006-10-08T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T04:36:43.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's a brother from another mother!</title><content type='html'>This "He" is the title is referring to none other than Mr. CJ Clegg himself! &lt;br /&gt;He has proven himself as my trusty and resilient companion when I am enshrouded by the shadows of darkness, armed and loaded with coffee and music, ready to take over the world with his &lt;em&gt;Introduction To Advanced Biology&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am actually beginning to understand stuff. And learn stuff. The stuff that our teacher was supposed to teach us the whole year, but never did =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has made me feel more at peace with the world, savour the feelings of love and dedicate a song in her Honour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I am feeling LOW&lt;br /&gt;I look around me, and I know&lt;br /&gt;There's a place that'd stay within MEI&lt;br /&gt;Whereever I may CHOOse to go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is possibly the most relaxed time of the year, with nothing to worry about except some minor exams which won't do anything to anything. I am enjoying and caressing all the free time, and it is definitely a time to take a breather as the year calms down to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the breather isn't coming easy with all the haze, that is inhibiting my vision of A Beautiful World! It is becoming a shady place, as shady as some very shady people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yichao and I had a comprehensive discussion regarding all these shady people on the long 157/mrt/taxi/walk (we can go home in many ways!) rides home, and I am greatly enlightened by him. He has proven his worth as a true model TLC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4888.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through some old photos (like sec1K and sec2L photos) and I realised how everyone looks so cute and gay and dandy and happy. There were pics of Teo Kah Hou screwing Ballz Woo, and that is not something I think we'd ever be able to see ever again. Somehow I really miss those days. How people have changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at guang, so adorable, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/Yu%20Guang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/Yu%20Guang.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the epitome of innocence ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's just hot and manly and muscular!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116025292291569720?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116025292291569720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116025292291569720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116025292291569720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116025292291569720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hes-brother-from-another-mother.html' title='He&apos;s a brother from another mother!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116016663061701103</id><published>2006-10-07T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T19:13:38.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm, what fun is it to at this time of the day?</title><content type='html'>The streets are hazy due to the forest fires in Indonesia. Newspapers reported that visibility has reduced to 2km but the PSI reading is pretty low and hence I feel it's inaccurate. The air is choking my lungs and even stolling down the lane doesn't feel like a stroll anymore. It's as if one is trudging up the himalayan range on crutches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday nights have never been this way for a long time. Perhaps this period is the only reason why friday nights are turning out this way. These wonderful nights are usually spent star-gazing at the beach after an exciting night of shisha at arab or pool at classic. Instead now i'm spending time with alcohols [nope, unfortunately it's not ethanol =( ] and acids. However, I have yet to detect the scent of an ester formed. The only scent my nose can identify with is that of coffee, Nescafe, and Dairy milk hazelnut chocolate. This is something to be appreciative of, I mean, how often is preparation this eventful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom (or rather at this very moment) is saturday and in accordence with the saying "All work and no play does not make jack healthy, wealthy and wise boy" I shall participate in the exciting exchange between teacher and student at mother tongue school. It never fails to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite missing school today, I feel no remorse. Missed philo lessons with the Yipz and Math with the reincarnation of Chairman Mao, just that now, he's called Chairman KBH. He, kust like the late Rajaratnam, truly embodies the rafflesian spirit. I have never seen a man as manly as him, yet sensitive and modest, blushing when the class erupts into violent cheering and singing of Happy Birthday songs every two weeks. We have to celebrate his existence as he has shown each and very member of our class the light at the end of the tunnel. He is the Headmaster.... of 4I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it that you seem so near, yet so far?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're omnipresent; in the haze, clouds and even in the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The scent of flowers are something of your kind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always be satuirated with happiness when you're on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116016663061701103?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116016663061701103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116016663061701103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116016663061701103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116016663061701103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmmm-what-fun-is-it-to-at-this-time-of.html' title='Hmmm, what fun is it to at this time of the day?'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-116005497952920463</id><published>2006-10-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T21:53:54.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huntington's Disease!</title><content type='html'>It has recently come to my honourable attention, and duly filled me up with grief that in an interesting turn of events, an important classmate of mine has resolved not to talk to anyone else in class. DAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we stripped him. But he was still okay with that. He had always been okay with that, or so I thought hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untill he got &lt;em&gt;poisoned&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By bad friends. (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who tell him to do bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, it is always important to choose your friends wisely. Because they are a very vital aspect of everyone's lives. I am incredibly fortunate to be surrounded by morally-upright and decent friends, who would never give me bad advice! They have been pivotal in my development as a Thinker, Leader, Pioneer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have spent countless days and night, hours and minutes playing, having fun, talking cock, singing song, and I believe that even though we did not &lt;u&gt;bitch about others, backstab others, put down others we share a common hatred for, destroy other people&lt;/u&gt;, we have still built the strong ionic bonds of friendship! The enthalpy change has been positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am assured that I would never step over to The Dark Side!&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, just like some Star Wars story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day, this &lt;strong&gt;good friend &lt;/strong&gt;of his would go up to him and say, I am your father. And I want you to DAO all your classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Even if they want to talk to you, turn away, ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have given up on him, and his sudden incorrigible inexplicable behaviour. But I am still willing to Forgive and Forget! The ability to Forgive is one of the greatest gifts accorded to Man, and we should make full use of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should all willingly Forgive Mr A.Lim for all the singlefilewalkings, timeouts, ssssses and yellowcups, because he sincerely entertained us with his superb beat-boxing/rapping! He is the true Bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fleming is very cool,&lt;br /&gt;He invented many rules&lt;br /&gt;Can use your Right Hand, and you Left Hand too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome! I almost jumped out of my skin and flew off to the sky in amazement and excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLE = more hip-hop beatboxing mats ala nigga'shiz rap coolio gangstaz entertained us. good stuff (y). Ali was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to undertake an ardous sexpedition and climb up 7-storeys to our new classroom today! It was lovely, and gave me an opportunity to ponder and reflect upon Life in the long journey towards the heavens. I was already feeling lighter in happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I had managed to lose some weight, or maybe the effect of gravity is lesser at such high altitudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine, Elton's and Prem's first steps towards attaining Nirvana! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/200/IMG_4991.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole ceremony was ground-breaking and raised me up, both literally and figuratively!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have derived much pleasure from the new classroom. We played 7 Minutes In Heaven in the massive cupboard. Me and Gary lasted all of 13 seconds lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we cam-gigoloed! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4999.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heh heh heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it had been a meaningful day and can be summed up in the following words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends are like candles who burn themselves to liht up your life!&lt;/strong&gt; It is truly the season for friendship to blossom and to nurture the relationships you have with the many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not throw away everything we have lived for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because somebody says so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Hardcore Mugging commences TONIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-116005497952920463?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116005497952920463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=116005497952920463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116005497952920463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/116005497952920463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/huntingtons-disease.html' title='Huntington&apos;s Disease!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115999035231017092</id><published>2006-10-05T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T03:32:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubbabubba!</title><content type='html'>RE Congress finally ended with a shizzle dizzle and a bit of nizzle, and we neither got Gold nor Gold &lt;em&gt;with Honours&lt;/em&gt; but instead we got SILVERRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was really a tide of memories washing up on a dry deserted beach, and even though I entered the gates of Bishan St21 at 9am sharp, I was still able to bask in the carnivality of it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our booth looked terribly sexy.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4932.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Elton the time-keeper and prize steward because he looks so damn good and manly with all the ripping muscles hahaha!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4941.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the two happy-dappy emcees Walter &amp; Anish !&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4948.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after Mr Mag's speech I turned to my right, and I saw Chian Fern, so I told Chian Fern, maybe Mr Mag deserves the Gold with 4.7million stars A+++  100%more than us because I think he really is a incredibly amazing speaker. (y)&lt;br /&gt;I would take off my hat to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe RI would be a different place altogether without people like these, people who can command so much respect, have that level of charisma and still play soccer with ordinary boys like me and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and finally &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4984.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have no idea how and from where Aaron Chee thinks up of all his expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is damn random but I always get an extra oomph of testosterone whenever I wear the prefect's blazer!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/DSC05322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/DSC05322.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But that is being a Bad Boy and being sneakyweaky, just like whenever we play ball at the back of classs! &lt;br /&gt;Have been booked 3.6 times already but haha, it's Values not Valuables boiis! The joy of playing far outweighs all the hours of detention you'd have to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my ankles hurt from playing too much, and that is probably Karma doing its rounds. As my famous namesake (Ali Cia Keys) once said, What goes around comes around what goes up must come down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have just returned from an exciting journey to the world of Probability &amp; Statistics and it was really a brain-racking &amp; brain-&lt;strong&gt;wreck&lt;/strong&gt;ing experience! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall sleep soon, maybe I'll go to school during lunch tomorrow? heehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115999035231017092?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115999035231017092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115999035231017092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115999035231017092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115999035231017092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hubbabubba_05.html' title='Hubbabubba!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115988556444612707</id><published>2006-10-03T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T20:25:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haunted House</title><content type='html'>Students in the United States fear the next day they go to school, because they never know who'd be the next one to die in a shooting.&lt;br /&gt;But here happily, we are getting pissed off with too much work, common tests, little sleep and stress.&lt;br /&gt;Taking things for granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day in our classroom. And even as early as 7pm, everyone had already left, leaving behind everything, just like any other day. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it wasn't really very special to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4921.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE Congress Finals tomorrow!!!!! I'm so sexcited, all the prospects of prizes are turning me on no limit. Hopefully we'll get a gold, but I wouldn't really mind even if they decide to give us Gold &lt;em&gt;With Honours&lt;/em&gt; either!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115988556444612707?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115988556444612707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115988556444612707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115988556444612707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115988556444612707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/haunted-house.html' title='Haunted House'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115981375846383622</id><published>2006-10-03T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T02:29:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head's splitting.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Those wet memories will never dry up!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The CT period has been rather wet and uncomfortable. The sleeping hours have been pushed and the biological clock has lost its batteries. Now there is not emf and no current. Awwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have learnt to fully appreciate the virtuous ways of alcohol and for this, I am grateful to chemistry for enlightening me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two weeks left to CT but more importantly, 6 weeks left in RI. The walls are closing in on me. Engulfed by claustrophobia .............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115981375846383622?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115981375846383622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115981375846383622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115981375846383622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115981375846383622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/heads-splitting.html' title='Head&apos;s splitting.........'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115980740137609141</id><published>2006-10-03T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:43:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher Hopes</title><content type='html'>There are some things I gotta do before I leave this buildng behind, in search of greener pastures, in search of Higher Hopes, in search of a brighter tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4868.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a group of absolutely talent-less people strutting their stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjGo1RVDrP4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjGo1RVDrP4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115980740137609141?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115980740137609141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115980740137609141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115980740137609141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115980740137609141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/higher-hopes.html' title='Higher Hopes'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115968675812599592</id><published>2006-10-01T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T15:12:38.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hundred Percent 100%</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Happy Children's Day!&lt;/u&gt; to all the cute little children of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have gallopped past us and little time is left! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, presenting the....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4837.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;eiwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;aing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;aniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Daniel's name was &lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;aniel instead, we'd be able to spell out Yichao's favourite pasttime hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! RS auditions were good! The audience were good, and made us look muchmuch better than we really are &gt;.&lt; But it's okay, at least they were entertained and happy ! They had fun and the judges had fun and we had fun too, so thanks to all who came down to support us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's off to the Finals we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think RI has good singers and good guitarists and good drummers, but they almost never want to work together. And that's a real pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had some RJC talk. It provided much inspiration and was a beacon of light in clearing the fog of uncertainty in my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4854.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to find our way around in the massive campus due to the excellent notices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk provided a great opportunity to think, and I was also able to ponder about the future that lies before us. &lt;br /&gt;Although the prospect of universe-class facilities, flirts in green skirts and the chance to pursue my favourite hobbies in the Flower Arrangement Club and Tea Pouring Society is all very inviting, I still don't think I want it to come too soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get the watch that belonged to the handsome man who said, &lt;strong&gt;"My watch is so slow it takes me an hour and a half to watch 60 Minutes."&lt;/strong&gt; Only then would we be able to live life to the fullest. Because it does not matter how slowly you go, as long as you do not stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett Johnasson was rated the Sexiest Woman Alive, and I heartily agree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115968675812599592?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115968675812599592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115968675812599592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115968675812599592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115968675812599592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/hundred-percent-100.html' title='Hundred Percent 100%'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115946008407874647</id><published>2006-09-28T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:33:57.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Endings</title><content type='html'>Today was the last House Meeting of my RI life. (Interesting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got the last trophy I will probably get in my RI life. (Impressive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took the last official class photo in my RI life. (Intriguing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last mentoring session I'd go for in my RI life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a last day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was on the last page of &lt;em&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie.&lt;/em&gt; And then I finished it! It was fascinating beyond words can describe it! It has summed up what I like to repeat in class, over and over and over again, it's Values not Valuables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day when I'm old, and the older people are older and dying, I'd come back and discuss the meaning of Life with Mr.A.Lim, because he seems to know these things best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class has quite a penchant for taking photos. In the toilet, in class, in the mirror, in the Arena, everywhere! No stones have been left unturned in our quest for excellence in cam-gigoloing! As our beautiful &amp; beloved MM Lee says, &lt;strong&gt;Be the best in whatever you do!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also stripped Joseph, right down to his pink underwear. &lt;br /&gt;"Is that yours or your sister's?" lool, evil people.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone banged him for a while, but after a while, I think he got a bit upset.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Josiepoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/4L%21.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/4L%21.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latelate rehearsals with The Boyahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raffleeeeeeeeesiaaan Spottttttliiiiiiight!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we'll make you fall in love with Michael Jackson all over again, make you worship him, make you want to be a little child, and make you want to get into bed with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115946008407874647?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115946008407874647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115946008407874647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115946008407874647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115946008407874647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-endings.html' title='Happy Endings'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115927573532642442</id><published>2006-09-26T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:02:15.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart beating faster and faster</title><content type='html'>I just had a violent war with this strange new insect I found wandering around in the house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was armed with my trusty Shieldtox Attack Insect Repellant but it was totally ineffective against this enormous cross-breed between a beetle and a cockroach. After a sweat-inducing hard-fought battle, I had to use to a heavy roll of old Straits Times and crush this invader to pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a while, staring at the light-blue blood on the newspaper and on the floor, I reflected upon my actions. What right did I have to take away the life of this innocent creature? Had I been overly harsh in giving it a unpleasant death? Should I have just shown it the door and let it walk/fly out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I violated the Geneva Convention, Kyoto Protocol or the RPOH by committing this atrocious murder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is crying out in pain and I am enshrouded in agony and confusion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have failed to love this creature, which had done no wrong in its measly existence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nearly done with Mitch Albom's &lt;em&gt;Tuesdays With Morrie&lt;/em&gt; which dictates that Love for living things, and not materialistic indulgences should rule people! It's a terribly good book, and I have indeed learnt to value the precious seconds we spend in this phase we call Life before we evolve to Dead Things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even repeatedly pressing the B button on your Gameboy won't stop this natural evolution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We must learn to die, if we want to learn to live.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sizzling quote has got my teenage heart beating faster and faster, pumping more blood to all my organs so that I would be able to digest the greatness of such a quote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have miserably failed to comprehend the emotions of the cockroach-beetle, and therefore, I have hurt it. A message to all readers, If you fail to understand the feelings of your loved ones, you might end up hurting them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/Atrium%20Ceiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/Atrium%20Ceiling.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a very complex thing, as complex as the atrium ceiling in RI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school at 10.30 today. Haha, now people are saying I'm trying to compete with Daniel to see who can come later more often. But he'd win anyway, once he came to school at lunchtime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115927573532642442?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115927573532642442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115927573532642442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115927573532642442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115927573532642442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/heart-beating-faster-and-faster.html' title='Heart beating faster and faster'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115920290177958802</id><published>2006-09-26T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:48:21.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping..........</title><content type='html'>I found myself in some psychadelic trance in the morning when I reached school. I dont know why but I cant seem to wake up mentally at 7 am in the morning. I usually am most chirpy at 12pm and 12am. But today was different. I was too lethargic to do anything and most unfortunately we had the highly anticipated integration test. But just like Singapore has limited resources and yet able to survive in the fast changing world, I made myself comfortable (or rather lessuncomfortable) by using between 2-4 boxes of tissue. I express my heartfelt apologies to the trees outside my window. I see the rain tree starring down at me. He seems irate at my actions. I just told him he is looking more charming than ever and it seems to have appeased him. Even the trees are vain these days. Seems like vanity has revolutionized the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school rushed home to catch up on some beauty sleep. Sleep has not been adundant these days but work is only half the reason. &lt;strong&gt;When one is working, he longs to sleep but when one has the time to sleep, he squanders this time but engaging in certain activities (both good and bad).&lt;/strong&gt; Indeed sleeping is a waste of time but we can't run away from it or else the sleep beauty in us would be enraged and curse us will some illness. In these moments, one must once again relfect on the saying: Mind over matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has seen humanity turn into science while science assumes the role of humanity. During social studies lesson we discussed the need for Singapore to remain competitive in today's economy and hence the need arises for the diversification of the economy. The whole discussion was summed up in one world: &lt;strong&gt;Viability&lt;/strong&gt;. This situation was analogous to the fertilization process during which only viable sperms fertilize the egg resulting in a successful fertilization. Singapore hopes to be that sperm which fertilizes the egg.  During biology lesson we discussed the humanity aspect of science experiments. Using the round worm as an example, we talked about how humanity is important while carrying out science experiments. And we arrived at the conclusion that &lt;strong&gt;in order for a certain race (human race) to benefit another race (worm race) must be exploited. And hence porn is not justified cuz a certain percentage of the human race profits sexually at the expense of a small percentage of the human race i.e. porn stars. &lt;/strong&gt;This is indeed a commendable breakthrough in the world of philosophy. Must let yippy know asap but we must arouse the philiosophy hormones in him (yes, he gets excited over philo) by cheering the famous "Yip Meng 5 " cheer. This cheer beats an rafflesian cheer ever produced. Raffles cheers MAY precipitate the rafflesian spirit but the "Yip Meng 5" cheer is guaranteed to increase secretion of endorphines. Conspermed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115920290177958802?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115920290177958802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115920290177958802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115920290177958802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115920290177958802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hoping.html' title='Hoping..........'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115907530930602467</id><published>2006-09-24T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:28:29.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can have the happiest, smiliest, most cheerful things in Life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4785.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we may stilll not be happy at all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just have to appreciate what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin fasting today. But with the advent of new technology like the raffles programme, common class tests and oral defences, not eating from dawn to dusk doesn't seem very hard at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115907530930602467?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115907530930602467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115907530930602467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115907530930602467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115907530930602467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hard-talk.html' title='Hard Talk'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115894741311362702</id><published>2006-09-23T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T01:50:13.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heave a sigh of relief~</title><content type='html'>Wow, this has truly been an exciting week. This week marks the end of my tenure as cricket ccal. Senthil shall take over and hopefully, he would be able to derive the same happiness that I have recieved from the various activites and the interaction with star-studded teacher Cruz. It's truly been a hair raising experience. 4 years, 11 championships, 6 silvers, 5 golds. However, more than the results, I have enjoyed the company of every single person in the CCA. Mission accomplished. Senthil, our hope of a better age! Rock on yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much reflection, I have integrated the formula for success. Just like the PAIR concept which is the ultimate guide to life, the PAID concept is the ultimate guide for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;erspiration&lt;br /&gt;After training day and night, one tends to perspire due to the strenuous activites. For one to be successful, perspiration is an important aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;spiration&lt;br /&gt;One must dream big just like a hot air balloon. The bigger the better. Big dreams are not superficial, they are a source of motivation for you to strive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;nspiration&lt;br /&gt;Inspire those around you. That way success can be acheived at a faster rate. It's the same as introducing a catalyst. It speeds up the rate of reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;esperation&lt;br /&gt;Even the great fall down sometimes. Don't be afraid of failures and instead embrace them and turn them into your strengths. Most importantly, when you are in a deep dark ditch, one should cry for red riding hood or captain planet. Desperation is an important aspect to achieving success. If life was smooth sailing, then life would not be called "life" anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The imperfections in the world make an imperfect life perfect!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115894741311362702?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115894741311362702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115894741311362702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115894741311362702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115894741311362702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/heave-sigh-of-relief.html' title='Heave a sigh of relief~'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115886330388906594</id><published>2006-09-22T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T02:31:20.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homologous Serieses!</title><content type='html'>The day turns into dusk, and the darkness of the night sweeps though the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the world of today, there is no Day and Night, everything has been Integrated into one single entity! That was just the feeling I get everytime I sit up through the wee hours Integrating with only Shan Wee and my trusty coffee for company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room has been totally prepared for battle as I brought in speakers (for radio/music), electric boiler and packets of instant 3-in-1 coffeemix, fixed up the desk light (i haven't used it in ages!), and some comfy cushions as I dip headfirst into some nocturnal scholarly activities with my favourite notes and textbooks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very heartwarming to see so many new group-blogs opening up today! People are discovering the true beauty and happiness derived from sharing a blog with friends =D &lt;br /&gt;HITH are proud to have been of inspiration (if any at all) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The philosophy of life of the Hotsters can be summed up in a single concept; the PAIR Concept. &lt;br /&gt;The Recipe to become a Hotster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;erspire&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One must always work hard to achieve his goals in life! Reward doesn't come easily, and no pain no gain! So all the hot chicks and studs slogging it out for your O-levels, work hard and you shall be duly repaid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;spire&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotsters must always have dreams, and a purpose in life. If your dream is to get 4 CCA points in 4 years (hey, Gary's a hotster too!), then so be it! Just make sure to work towards it and put in 136% effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;nspire&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't perfect if you haven't made a difference in other people's lives. Making A Difference is the Way To Go! The Path to Happiness is peppered with opportunities to help others, and Hotsters should grab these opportunities by the balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;espire&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, you must always enjoy respiring, always enjoy Living! Life is life's greatest gift after all! Try to maximise your time of respiration by living life to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some inspirational and motivational words from &lt;strong&gt;Shifty - Slide Along Side &lt;/strong&gt;(my song of the week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One love one shot&lt;br /&gt;It's all we ever got&lt;br /&gt;Girl you got me started&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not gonna stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life isn't all about bitching and backstabbing and arguing for more marks and wasting time sleeping and working out in the gym(right prem? ;)), it's about interacting with little children, making new friends and getting to know the friends you already have even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come to think&lt;br /&gt;For such a big place its a small world&lt;br /&gt;For such a rat race i still got faith&lt;br /&gt;And anything goes still I got to say life has its ups and downs but I love it anyway! &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to round off this post, I'll put up some inspiring photos too which I took, which I hope everyone would appreciate and see the true meaning of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4306.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115886330388906594?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115886330388906594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115886330388906594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115886330388906594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115886330388906594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/homologous-serieses.html' title='Homologous Serieses!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115868364213786127</id><published>2006-09-20T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T00:34:02.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having nothing to say!</title><content type='html'>Chinese prelims concluded today. (Why am I talking about it? haha) But seems that everyone is relieved and so the world is much better place to live in. Surprisingly, exams are a turn on in ri. Everyone gets so excited that he has no time to talk, engrossed in hitting the books and sipping coffee into the wee hours of the morning. Or issit cuz the letters E-X-A-M ring a bell in our brains stimulating the production of endorphines? not too sure but whatever the case, exams give us the opportunity to discover ourselves. The O's are drawing closer with each passing second. Everyone on msn seems to be busy with preparation. I marvel at the flaws and wonders of the education system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115868364213786127?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115868364213786127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115868364213786127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115868364213786127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115868364213786127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/having-nothing-to-say.html' title='Having nothing to say!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115863653676731076</id><published>2006-09-19T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T11:34:54.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden in the winds!</title><content type='html'>The week may have opened on a sombre note as ManUtd lost to Arsenal, and I got a new pimple on my forehead. But as the minutes ticked by, everything slowly fell into place, I picked myself up from my deep Abyss of Agony and gradually sought to make the world a better place for you and for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our existence isn't meant to be spent wallowing in misery, we should spend it doing more constructive things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as gossiping! &lt;br /&gt;I spread some new gossips which I'm sure would do much to enlighten the people around me, and show them the path to righteousness. However, as Winston Churchill once said, &lt;strong&gt;"A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although one would say ALI RESIST THE TEMPTATION TO GOSSIP AND SPREAD RUMOURS, Oscar Wilde also once said &lt;strong&gt;"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it."&lt;/strong&gt; This has become my new life's philosophy for the week, even though some demented metrosexual gay said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for Rafflesian Spotlight solo auditions. The singers were &lt;u&gt;damn good&lt;/u&gt; la! The Boyahs will just get OWNED now =(((( Even by the guy who sang You're Beautiful and kern, ali &amp; darran foo couldn't help laughing, all of us nearly ended up crying and had to bite our hands and cover our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watch out for RI's very own version of Idol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im in the publicity committee anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been written in the stars, twisted in Fate and etched in my destiny that as I was going home, we landed right beside Mr Andrem's car!! His car number plate is(I'll censor some numbers and letters to protect his privacy!) *GJ7*10*! This rendezvous summed up all the good things of a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Hady will win in Sg'Idol. Even if Jonathan wins more votes, Hady will still win because Mediacorp needs more Malay artistes. I felt that he has displayed more poise and rationality, and that is what a real Idol needs. But I don't think I'll vote thouugh. The only time I voted was 20times for Lee Yin Wei to help him become a Superstar Campus Champion, but all was not to be =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true Idol also needs a strong sexual appetite like Fo0ng, who does it on coffee-shop tables.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4656edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4656edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay babes, good luck to all those slogging it away in the cold clasrooms now for your chinese prelims! I'm just lazing around (&lt;strong&gt;"Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed."&lt;/strong&gt;)because there's nothing much to do except mug and that isn't something ali likes to do, so he's just watching Oprah Primetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And talking to this p4 girl who just added me on MSN because apparently her friends were part of some workshop thing we did @ Clementi Primary. Her name's Alison Lau (sounds precariously like Alisom Lam!! don't you think alwyn??). We just had an intellectual discussion regarding Life in a reallyreally cute kind of way. &lt;br /&gt;You can ask me for the chatlog if you want heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary school kids are just so interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As interesting as this cooL photo of some Happy Boys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/DSC04873i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/DSC04873i.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115863653676731076?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115863653676731076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115863653676731076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115863653676731076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115863653676731076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hidden-in-winds.html' title='Hidden in the winds!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115851339327721072</id><published>2006-09-18T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T05:19:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding beneath the blankets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Here I am at quarter past two,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starring into the stary blue,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Engrossed in work, sadly without you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping that my dream would come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this while you seem so near,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As if the waters were crystal clear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the darkness I feel you dear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has our love reached the second tier?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday has been fully loaded with balls, balls and more balls. Had bi-lateral games today. Got thashed upside down, inside out. But it was fun nevertheless. Time well spent in the company of friends and strangers who became friends. Although we lost, our team captain exclaimed &lt;strong&gt;"Win or lose, we booze!" &lt;/strong&gt;This really made marvel at the sportmanship displayed by both playing teams. The competition was not about winning at all, it was about improving oneself and interacting with new people. It was not about the silverware, the name, fame anything of that sort. Truly a memorable experience......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115851339327721072?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115851339327721072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115851339327721072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115851339327721072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115851339327721072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hiding-beneath-blankets.html' title='Hiding beneath the blankets!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115844660407626198</id><published>2006-09-17T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T06:43:24.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosted by: Alwyn</title><content type='html'>A wise man once said that: "99% of a day comprises of routine work, which you just have to keep your head down and get them over with. However, the remaining 1% will be something new, refreshing and exciting, which you must treasure and make the most of." This saturday, I am glad to have experienced 3 of these 1% events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost was meeting Danial "Da" Wu on 157 after my DMP in the afternoon. Seems that an unfortunate chain of events prevented him from attending his class CIP in Aljunied, so he happily used the time to kope some files from school, before making a 3.6 hour stopover at the ubiquitous bishan gym. On the bus, we assumed our Kokman and Wuman personnas again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as we pass RJC)&lt;br /&gt;Wuman:"Next year, the Wumans will attract all the women, and the Kokman will attract all the cocks! We are a perfect pair!"&lt;br /&gt;Kokman:"Wow! The women I can understand, but what will I do with all thoses cocks?"&lt;br /&gt;Wuman:"Bro, that's up to your own imagination."&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wuman, of course, cannot stop talking about results)&lt;br /&gt;Wuman:"Woah at least magship is over. And there was also the physics test."&lt;br /&gt;Kokman:"Lol, I only got 23. I realised that I was using right-hand rule the whole time!"&lt;br /&gt;Wuman:"Oops. That's still ok la!"&lt;br /&gt;Kokman:"Ya right, I bet you got some 29.5." (I was just shooting a random number)&lt;br /&gt;Wuman:"Did you already know, or was that a mock guess?"&lt;br /&gt;Some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what happened when Kokman met Wuman. Next up was something less racy, much simpler, yet heartwarming nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to go for my regular gymming session at my condo gym when the sound of soccer balls pinging against a wall magnetically attracted me. My neighbour and his friend, both Pri 5, were playing soccer! What was intended as a friendly hello soon turned into a full-fledged session of crapping around with the soccer ball! haha. Of course, I had to volunteer to get stuck in goal for the entire session, and my big brother instinct took over everytime the ball went onto the road, but I still enjoyed myself tremendously, especially in the cool evening breeze. The simple things in life...perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids soon had their maids coming down to pick them up, so I picked up my towel and headed for my initial destination again, that was when I met Eunice Tay!!! haha, yup yup the lovable interact teacher in charge. Apparently, her brother-in-law was having a big birthday bash at the function room. It is always nice to see a familiar face in my little world, so we had a nice long chat about the party, the upcoming Hue Trip, etc etc. A pity Andrew Lim and family weren't there, that would have been so much more fun! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a happy saturday, enough for my longest post so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115844660407626198?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115844660407626198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115844660407626198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115844660407626198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115844660407626198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hosted-by-alwyn_17.html' title='Hosted by: Alwyn'/><author><name>hotguest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11068379764307653627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115839449263282381</id><published>2006-09-16T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T16:14:52.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hottest Prospects</title><content type='html'>Just got home from the hindi prelims exams. Wrote an essay on the best thing I have ever recieved in my life: The virtue of time management. Most people wrote about tangible stuff like handphones and computers while I worte about the intangible. Beefed the essay with lots of quotes too. But writing the essay was a bit hypocritical cuz I really did not manage my time well but its best to forget the worst and remember the gist which gives me tremendous happiness. &lt;strong&gt;"The present is called the present cuz its a present from the creator!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we watched a philosophy video about beauty. I learnt that red lipstick represent a vulva in heat and big eyes are supposed to enhance the experience of an orgasm! Titillating stuff nevertheless. Before that I had a bonding session with fellow NTIL boys in the HML accompanied with the usual fun and excitement of book shelf basketball. Reached philo lesson late but I was welcomed by Yippy with wide spread arms instead of him throwing me out of class. Wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been such a drag but now that prelim is over, things are looking brighter by the second. All the magshipping has made me sea sick but at least our boat moves at a relatively speedy rate. Having convos with familiar faces in virtual reality at 3 am in the morning has somehow paid off and a satisfaction guaranteed process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet our cruiseliner, Venom VII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall explain how the ship got its name: Once upon a time, in a godforsaken land, there existed a bottle of Vodka Venom. This drink of life was found hidden in the deep recesses of Emmanuel's bar. When our eyes caught sight of this gem, we immediately knew that this was what the ship would be called. It gives the ship an added sting which would cause andrem's strands of hair to erect and stand on end. Truly a sight to behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it would like to clarify about my philosophy of love. I simply feel that with such committments with work, sports etc etc, its difficult to maintain a relationship for a long period of time. Therefore, a term Friends With Benefits (FWB) was coined. When I say benefits, it does not only refer to the explicit sort. I fear my dearest Ali has misunderstood my words (btw ali, you're not supposed to disclose everything we discuss!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, during the draggy week, a piece of news really got my onto my knees. I could never imagine taking your life for the sake of grades. Why are grades so important? Why do we not treasure the intagible aspects of life like friendship and love? What depths have we sunk to? My heart is now burdened with grief. Has school life overwhelmed us to the extent that poor grades justifies suicide? I may not have been in his position but sincerely, it is difficult to accept such an act? It leads me to question the rashness of the decision. But we are only human after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India plays Australia in KL today. Pity I could not watch it at the Kinrara Oval cuz of a a certain responsibility fulfilled this morning. Lets make the most of what's left of this beautiful saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115839449263282381?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115839449263282381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115839449263282381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115839449263282381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115839449263282381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hottest-prospects.html' title='Hottest Prospects'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115832627784543128</id><published>2006-09-15T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:17:58.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotter Prospects</title><content type='html'>Me and Prem just had a talk regarding the wonders of Life, The Enigma, The Puzzle Of The Heart, the thing that exists in every particle in our beautiful world; Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent turn of events, it has taken my world by storm. The warm fuzziness that engulfs your lower abdomen, and swells your mind to the point of eruption. Sometimes I can just empathise with Tom Cruise's antics on Oprah! &lt;br /&gt;It is the inescapable feeling that I believe everyone would, one fine day, succumb to. It would make one feel so light-headed that the beauties of the world are magnified, and there's every reason to smile. I believe in love in its truest and purest form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reason to celebrate yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont understand people(like Prem) who subscribe to radical philosophies such as FWB (Friends With Benefits). That is totally damaging the sanctity of Love, and putting it in disrepute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may also help that I am from 4&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;overs&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;333, people who strive to keep the flames of Love burning brighty in every aspect of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4574.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess I fell in love with my class. I cannot think of anywhere else where I would feel more at home, more comfortable, or more loved. Of course there are times where you get pissed with people (like organising soccer games for the class during PE and noone's taking the lead, and the way some people are soo desperate more marks..), but all is excused the very next second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had also fallen in love with my school, my CCAs, my House, my friends, everyday people I interact with, I fell in love with tickling Guang, making lame music videos, singing with Lamzy, laughing at Gary and more importantly, I fell in love with the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't want to stop the loving anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A RI-RJC boy committed suicide. Grades. Jumped. Handcuffed. Tears. =( Ms Low nearly broke down (or so I felt) while telling us about it =((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Rafflesian taken from our midst. It's disappointing he didn't treasure the greatest gift of Life, Life itself. Somehow, even though I didn't know him, there's almost an invisible bond that lets me connect to him. Everything just feels so real now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/200/IMG_4566.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just havent seen the light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mentees think I'm a damn good artist. Finally people are appreciating my talents! They asked me to draw some weird kids central thing for them, Winky Club or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4606.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also drew Floral and Bloom. They were electrifying and really gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4612.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has become my new ambition to be a cartoonist woohoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why everyone's fretting over Magship! It was really quite an experience for me, manning it out. Somehow I'd given up on it working properly, so decided to make it look pretty! Made it greenblackwhite, gave it headlights, a private jet and landing pad, a indoors casino and swimming pool, a nightclub with a pretty female Captain, a stabiliser at the back and named it SS Chaos. It was lovely! All the efforts paid off, and 3 nights of 3am-ing was satisfying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4627.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we should enjoy everything we do, and only then would we be able to benefit from it. It was always a pleasure re-re-re-reading the re-port and finding errors, doing research for the fun of it, and admiring the boat every now and then, sitiing at the back of class touching up on the paint, while Mdm LowSK (the second-hottest teacher above the age of 50, in my opinion) desperately tries to make the class learn about integrity &amp; respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, 4L's the Bomb la. Our new chemistry teacher resigned after 2 days of coming to our class lol. I wonder why hmmm....must be Gary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary's such a loving father. He's already given birth to Barry, Larry &amp; Fairy Yeo, all lying at the back of the classroom now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/200/IMG_4586.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/200/IMG_4585.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some other things we do at the back of class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benedict looks positively kinkaye!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/Benedict1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/Benedict1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yayayayayyyyyyy we got into RE Congress!! I'm really proud of what we've been able to do this year, probably the best Project I have ever done in 4years really. I remember how at the beginning, me, chianfern &amp; Aaron Chee would contemplate the number of stars we'd get, and how we would present at Congress and how I would want to juggle between presenter and emcee..and it's all coming true now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a magnificently long post, and I've got mother tongue prelims tomorrow but who cares,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's every reason to Love the world. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115832627784543128?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115832627784543128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115832627784543128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115832627784543128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115832627784543128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hotter-prospects.html' title='Hotter Prospects'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115824379659627087</id><published>2006-09-14T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:23:16.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot prospects</title><content type='html'>The past few days have swept me away like a tsunami. Despite the undulating attention received, my magship still refuses to blaze the sea a like jessica alba, but remains a ugly dot in the still and tranquil water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I won't dwell too much on this minor setback, due to 2 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;1. No one ever cares about physics.&lt;br /&gt;2. What's done is done, and one should always look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, our future propects remain hot and happening, after the successful first audition for Rafflesian Spotlight. After that, the cool people such as Junliang, Henri and Pathy will descend upon jalan besar stadium for the fiery encounter between North Korea and Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115824379659627087?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115824379659627087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115824379659627087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115824379659627087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115824379659627087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hot-prospects.html' title='Hot prospects'/><author><name>hotguest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11068379764307653627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115817136363559936</id><published>2006-09-14T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T02:16:03.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hen-pecking in the backyard!</title><content type='html'>Why is it that at 2am the lights in the house shine brightly in the dining room and study room? Well very obviously I am indulging in a small snack while manning it out for physics. Yes, you guessed right, the dreaded Magship. But one thing is for sure. No matter how much one hates work, he feels immense satistaction when the work is completed, especially if he wants to get it out of the way. Gosh, granola bars are not giving me the boost that is much required now. Hmmmm, how I wish for that special something- love? alcohol? sleep? I really wouldn't mind any! haha. Yest was presentation at Ngee Ann poly and it was really fun as that session marked the conclusion of DMP 2006. It has been an exciting DMP but I firmly believe that we should have our exams (or CTs as many like to call it cuz it seems to keep their heart beating at 72 bpm) followed by DMP instead of having it the other way around. Spoils the whole flow of things. I guess adaptability is key in such circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like every other day is a late night rumble in the jungle type adventure. The coming weeks promise much more excitement with life going into 5th gear. Life is already a race, how much faster can it go? Something has just dawned on me. &lt;strong&gt;"Nobody dies virgin cuz life screws us all in the end". &lt;/strong&gt;I think the above is true but its best to look at things from a postive perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You drift through the years and life seems tame, then a stranger appears and love is his name" &lt;/strong&gt;If any quote was motivational, this one definitely satisfies the criteria. When I came across it, my heart melted to pulp and I was left speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now assume the role of the cookiemonster. Somehow digestive juies are secreted at a much faster rate at this time and all this physically demanding typing has made me hungry. Come here my cookie crumbz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115817136363559936?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115817136363559936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115817136363559936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115817136363559936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115817136363559936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hen-pecking-in-backyard.html' title='Hen-pecking in the backyard!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115807127001834149</id><published>2006-09-12T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:32:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Yeo</title><content type='html'>It must be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; time of the month again for me, where teenage angst just creeps through your every vein and engulfs you in depression! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it all started when Guang was looking spectacular in a new pair of spectacles. And most of the class started swooning over the new Biology teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we learnt that Gary killed Bobby. Bobby is Gary's pet dog which he's had for a million years, until Gary decided to mercilessly kill it by putting it away(he claimed it was too old!)! Bobby rose to prominence when Gary confessed in Sec1 that he made love to Bobby in the balcony, but broke up the love affair when his new pet dog, Bianca, arrived. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's got a new pet eagle(called Harry Yeo) too. His house is becoming like a zoo totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me and Junwei got caught by new Boss DM TCY for talking during the China Ambassador's talk! We were simply discussing the gay eagle population and whether there are concentration camps for animaphiles in China in an intellectual manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boss told me, "Luckily we never choose you for PB, your behaviour is so bad! You were nearly selected!" Frankly, I believe I was quite lucky too. The pseudo-service cum free-labour cum act-big thing just doesn't do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we were all already feeling quite depressed that RI boys, for all the massive brains that they possess, lack the mind, heart and soul to be decent humans. They have absolutely no political sensitivity, asking ridiculous questions about kennels in Thailand and the Yasukuni shrine to the Chinese Ambassador! It was definitely preposterous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some questions were meaningless I have no idea how it would change your life for the better. If I were Ambassador, I wouldn't want people asking me such dumbity questions either! Actually it was once my ambition to enter the Foreign Office, but I suck in integration. There's a test tomorrow and I have no idea what to do. There's also a dozen projects and I have no idea what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw a spider in my room. Small, but nevertheless a spider. I think it was trying to spin a web of words for me. I named it Charlotte after my favourite spider. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I decided to kill it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115807127001834149?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115807127001834149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115807127001834149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115807127001834149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115807127001834149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/harry-yeo.html' title='Harry Yeo'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115798793117524932</id><published>2006-09-11T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:18:51.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honour among thieves</title><content type='html'>Today was definitely a day to remember with lots of scandalous issues being discussed in the warmth and cozyness of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I look up above me, I am hugely inspired by the Rafflesian principle of Honour which adorns every beautiful class in school. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/RPOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/RPOH.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has shown me the Way to Happiness, and taught me that one should not bully little children (I was asked to write it out 36times when about 15 of us were accused of being school bullies!). I was also shown the path to righteousness in the library (I was asked to write it another 36 times when I was caught playing in the library!). It has become to me, a symbol that I respect, and adhere to from the deepest recesses of my Heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is possible to see that not everyoone has been inspired to be Significant and Make A Difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4557.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as some naughty kinky prefects who still play ball in class! The trademark black shoes are so telling xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115798793117524932?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115798793117524932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115798793117524932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115798793117524932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115798793117524932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/honour-among-thieves.html' title='Honour among thieves'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115790661769654549</id><published>2006-09-11T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:48:03.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavenly bodies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dude, don't try and mess with us. We're a potent mixture of fury and fire!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The past two days have been filled with fun and adventure. The world bank youth openspace was a memorable experience as all hell broke loose when the four of us (the awesome foursome!) set foot not on the moon, but in the rocky grounds of the national library. As I entered the huge glass doors, a sense of nostalgia engulfed me. In front of me were all the RI/RJ guys and some friends from the friendly district of dover. It was too good to be true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We discussed issues close to our hearts like ******ism vs freedom fighters: violence vs silence?? But in the end, we reached a conclusion that there existed a very fine line between silence and violence. sometimes, there may even be an overlap. Silence can be oppressive too! Without further discussion, we breaked for heavenly chicken rice across the street and returned for more exhillerating excitement. I found out in great detail about child prostitution and its implications. Although child prostitution may generate revenue and boost the economy, its morally unethical to rape an innocent child. While I was deep in thought about this intriguing issue, someone sitting two seats away from me remarked, "Gosh, can you imagine raping a child?" It was such an earnest comment that she did not even realise what she had said sounded totally wrong! But being a good samaritan, I pointed it out to her and we had a good laugh about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got mother tongue prelims in a week and thus I dragged myself to school on saturday. But to my amazement, the teacher was absent and our relief teacher, a seventy year old, had some ideas in mind which obviously weren't too good. We went through basic sentence structure for about half an hour. Hindi actually has this thing with gender. Each word has a certain gender-either male or female of course. Even though words may be synonyms, they may have different genders. The teacher then asked someone what the gender of a book was and the person replied incorrectly saying that the book was male. The teacher's answer was mind-blowing. Although the winds were relatively strong, I would have been blown out the window due to the sheer intelligence of my seventy year old teacher. "Dear, I am aware that with the advancement in science, things have become possible, like sex change. But pls, for the sake of our language, don't change the gender of a word at your will!" I never knew that someone so old, was actually so young at heart. I reeled with admiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have realised that life is all about concepts! For example, if you're a businessman, then its a business concept. If you're out to relax and enjoy, it's termed the slack concept. Concpet are not only found in science textbooks but everywhere around us. They wake up alongside us in the morning and drift into slumberland with us at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which concept are you from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115790661769654549?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115790661769654549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115790661769654549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115790661769654549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115790661769654549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/heavenly-bodies.html' title='Heavenly bodies!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115790449335249657</id><published>2006-09-10T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:08:13.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework Bonanza!</title><content type='html'>As the moon rises higher, and shines brighter, it is indeed time to take out all the work of the past month and start doing them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is surely the situation with everyone right now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is very volatile now (as volatile as perfume) and I am nearly going to fall asleep any second! But NOOOO, one must give some due respect to the miles of work that is settling around me, gazing at me peacefully hoping that I would do them hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been a Ferris-wheel of Fun, with ups and downs. In a bid to get in touch with my chilhood, I visited Macpherson Home to interact with some unfortunate kids and play basketball with them! It was truly inspiring as I was finally able to win a game of basketball (score was 36-0!!). It does not really matter that the kids were one-third my height and were mostly girls, because in the end, everyone is a CHAMPION! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished some group work (I wonder why they even call it &lt;strong&gt;group&lt;/strong&gt;work HMMM) and I shall settle on some individual work right NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is young and the moon shines bright, and is looking ever-radiant and beautiful like a tuna bun! (haha prem!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seanyap is trying to distract me by informing me about his 36 MGS(his fave. school) sizzlers (that's what they call their cheerleaders) but ali shall remain focussed! Concentration is definitely the key to a brigher future! Without concentration, one would not be able to keep track of his goals and achieve the final result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115790449335249657?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115790449335249657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115790449335249657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115790449335249657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115790449335249657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/homework-bonanza.html' title='Homework Bonanza!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115764476983833303</id><published>2006-09-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:59:29.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping the less fortunate....</title><content type='html'>Today is one day I would like to forget, forever. It started with probability during which I once again reflected on the quote, &lt;strong&gt;"there is no probability, without knowing the possibility!" &lt;/strong&gt;Indeed probability was a turn on in the wee hours of the morning at 11 am. Gosh, during holidays, the day is supposed to begin at 2pm. Nowaday, its "&lt;strong&gt;early to bed, early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise!" &lt;/strong&gt;But the waking up is worthwhile especially when you have the sun to bow down and say good morning to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like life is meandering through another river and I am terribly lost in the adventure. Went to school for magship and ended up on a wild goose chase all over the island looking for magnets, copper plates and other essential items. It seems like the magnets have made us a little more attractive eh? But after the wild goose chase, there was a wilder goose chase which resulted in me ending up at emmanuel's place to come up with the first prototype of the boat. I have to admit, the ship does not really look like a ship, it looks fugly! But after a gruelling 3 hours, we finally came up with a model and after test shipping it, we tasted the ever so sweet fruit of success! Unfortunately, the day had just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving his house, I boarded a bus which took me two rounds aroung the island before getting me close to my destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MRT service is said to be world class but I think they are too stuck up and fussy. I was fined 30 dollars for having a tuna bun while waiting for the MRT. It was my first offence and by right, I should have recieved a summon. But instead, he summoned me and slammed me with a heafty bill of $3o. And then he says, "You're lucky its only 30, it could well be 500!" I was shcked by his words. I thought that one eats to live, but here eating is killing you! Defintiely &lt;strong&gt;OLD is GOLD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115764476983833303?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115764476983833303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115764476983833303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115764476983833303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115764476983833303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/helping-less-fortunate.html' title='Helping the less fortunate....'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115764047151337828</id><published>2006-09-07T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:30:12.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosted by: ALWYN</title><content type='html'>What's the problem with S'pore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In true chickadeez fashion, the answer can be expressed in one quotable quote: &lt;strong&gt;"The weather is hot but the girls are not!"&lt;/strong&gt; After prying myself out of my beloved bed for a boring chinese remedial, I was resigned to braving the relentless sun during the quest for home, when I met my favourite hocker, affectionately known as Patty's brother, who was of course the one who introduced me to the mind-boggling route of bus service 52.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We again had an exciting discussion, starting with the mutual screwedup-ness of SHF and SCA, selfish math teachers in RI, and even the terrifying phenomenon of how mungens are taking over the world! Wow! All in all, I am glad to have made friends with him. Strange to think, I dun even remember how i first met him, but that doesn't matter. Rock on goalie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day is as hot as this, one is always in the mood for quotes. Here's another from me: &lt;strong&gt;"Life without friends is like breasts without nipples, it just ain't the same!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115764047151337828?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115764047151337828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115764047151337828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115764047151337828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115764047151337828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hosted-by-alwyn_07.html' title='Hosted by: ALWYN'/><author><name>hotguest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11068379764307653627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115756693627531371</id><published>2006-09-07T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:22:16.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiku dayz</title><content type='html'>As I woke up in the morning, departing from dreamland, a certain haiku poem screeched to a halt in front of my eyes. I visioned the haiku poem I wrote with my heart and soul in sec one for geography. The Haiku poem concerned volcanos and I wandered around the house, wondering why God caused me to envision such a random scene at precisely 8.42 am in the morning. And then, it dawned on me. He wanted to convey the message that life is like a volcano. Unpredictable! Can be silent for one moment and suddenly bursting like a condom filled with water! Life can be rather pms-y at times. Mood swimgs are quite normal these days which lead my mom to ask me "Prem, what's up these days? You're so silent and there is no zest in you?"Well I think I can explain why. The magship is driving me bananas but I guess its the same for everyone. In such troubling, tense times, at least there is some hope. Integration tastes as sweet as Nutella (it may seem random but I'm tucking into it now!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was held in captivity the whole day today. Stayed at home plunged in work, work so turning on that there seems to be no need for viagra. As I have said many a time before &lt;strong&gt;"Friends are like viagra, lifts you up when you are down!" &lt;/strong&gt;Lately work seems to be the closest friend. After many hours spending quality time together, it actually makes sense that our temporary bond of friendship is quite fiery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all in the lurk for the hope of a better age!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115756693627531371?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115756693627531371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115756693627531371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115756693627531371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115756693627531371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/haiku-dayz.html' title='Haiku dayz'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115756656504891763</id><published>2006-09-07T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:23:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosted by: ALWYN</title><content type='html'>In this very exciting day just ended, I am glad to have made the aquaintance of 3 hotties, which i will expound on further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hottie no 1 was my beloved cricket coach, psychologist, physiotherapist, sexpert cum father, Dr Goh Swee Heng, whom i finally met again after a long absence of 36 months, in which i was left in limbo as to whether he had indeed died of lung cancer due to oversmoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hottie no 2 was our the TDH Lions goalkeeper Lionel Lewis, who single-handedly kept Singapore in the game against China with his titillating saves. He kept me in the game too, as I was vicariously close to dozing off at the match due to the inept performances by both teams, but more so due to the lack of eye candy around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hottie no 3 is my long-time friend and companion Ali Tanjim, who invited me to contribute to this blog. Thanks ali! We again had a heart to heart talk on the way home after another stimulating day together PSP-winning and camwhoring, as well as contemplating whether to take a nolstagia-inducing social science trip down Geylang Lorong 10. Sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115756656504891763?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115756656504891763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115756656504891763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115756656504891763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115756656504891763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hosted-by-alwyn.html' title='Hosted by: ALWYN'/><author><name>hotguest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11068379764307653627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115756420139953398</id><published>2006-09-07T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:41:46.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hao qiu!!!!!!!!"</title><content type='html'>For all non-chinese/Garies, HAO QIU means GOOD BALL!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a very important phrase when you're supporting China vs Singapore at the National Stadium! That's whatt I did to evoke some patriotism (even though I don't hail from these beautiful shores!) with Alwyn's Cock and Keeeneth Tan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really an experience to behold and cherish, where Singaporean Supporters would swear(R21) at every small thing in Hokkien, English, Chinese, Tamil and Malay and Any Other Language they may know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the true beauty of multi-culturalism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/200/IMG_4487.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/200/IMG_4492.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/200/IMG_4494.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, it would become a verbal abuse battle between the S'poreans and Mao's Red Army! It was definitely a ear-raising occasion, and things would get steamier than the action on the pitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a loong day (began at 8 and ended at 12mn sharrp!). I returned back to glorious cricket training after a much-savoured hiatus. It was a non-event, and the Happiness Index only sky-rocketed after training when I had a fun time bursting pimples, walking from Kallang to Bugis, getting addicted to some arcade games at Suntec City (and wasted much money there too!!), inhaling the beautiful sights and sounds of the town, having a delightful lunch, and more Adventures to the Big Game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, CAM-GIGOLOING !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4473.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4472.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much sombre note, it grives my heart to know that a fellow member of the Rafflesian Community has passed away recently. It has put me into Reflective Mode. One must always attempt to extract the true essence of Life whilst he's got time.&lt;br /&gt;Never say The Best Is Yet To Be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the Present always be the Best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115756420139953398?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115756420139953398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115756420139953398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115756420139953398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115756420139953398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hao-qiu.html' title='&quot;Hao qiu!!!!!!!!&quot;'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115747035538972040</id><published>2006-09-05T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:32:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honning skills....</title><content type='html'>As I type this post, my eyes are filled with tears, tears of sorrow and joy. I am deeply saddened by the news of Steve Irwin's death. He dared to do the unthinkable, audience gasping at their television sets tuned to animal planet. Stevie knew the the word crocodile backwards, frontwards, sidewards etc etc. He knew the snakes from head to toe (snakes don't have toes do they?). He was an amazing entertainer. I am astounded by him and his ways of woo-ing a croc. He and crocodiles surprisingly have good chemsitry. He was like a cavalier, serving as the corcodile's escort. Only one saying would be fitting to describe his relationship with crocodiles, "Till death do us apart!" Yes, i am aware that this is a marriage vow but come to think of it, crocodiles were his second wife. &lt;strong&gt;"There is no life without wife!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the day, Gerrard, DAniel and I travelled all over the world in the MRT. From Bishan to city hall! It was a journey which took 10 hrs due to our stopover at the gym after which we  seeked refuge in the National Library for some quiet moments. It sures seems like the holidays are passing in the twinkle of an eye. And why should they not? After the hols would be workout time (i'm refering to physics workout with Impact!) following the joy ride of the last few CTs in our RI lives. &lt;strong&gt;Its always darkest before dawn! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it seem that many are feeling depressed for various reasons? Some cuz loved ones are overseas and others cuz loved ones are in town, but busy with other committments! Well from dungeons of my diaphragm to the tip of my thorax, I sincerely feel that this not a reason to be down and dejected. In fact, its a reason to celebrate cuz wherever your loved ones are, they are safe and secure! Speaking of which, I have something to shre:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their wedding day, the bride asked the groom on the quiet, "Oh honey, now that we're getting married, you can feel safe to tell me how many girls you've slept with"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No dear, if I do, I would not live to see tomorrow!" the groom replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh come on, I promise I won't create a scene tonight" said the bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groom reluctantly gave in, "Ok if you insist. One.....two.....three.......four.....you......five.....six"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;strong&gt;The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115747035538972040?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115747035538972040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115747035538972040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115747035538972040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115747035538972040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/honning-skills.html' title='Honning skills....'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115746752641076192</id><published>2006-09-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:52:28.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall of Fame</title><content type='html'>When we are always having a ball of a time, we are always on the ball! I've always been on the ball recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Or hanging around with some Prankster-wanksters until 11 @ Macdonalds. That's the Way it should be. &lt;br /&gt;Latest reports also confirm that we can no longer camWHORE. we must cam-gigolo hahahaxxzzz. In this new day and age, &lt;u&gt;political correctness is the essence of Happiness&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world either has (tu) or (F) in their MSN nicks for Steve Irwin. Hmmm I'm trying to decide what emoticons they shall put when I die!&lt;br /&gt;It is not too early to think about this yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is like a Flower in the Forest of the Universe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For those uninitiated into the cosy world of Philosophy and Life-ologies, this quote means that Life is the smallest and shortest thing, but it also the most beautiful thing in the Universe! I hope this has inspired all of you from slitting your wrists and eating too much Haagen-Dazs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently revisited my Diet in the glorious hope of losing some kilos. The wisdomest saying goes: Dont consume anything until you're about to faint! And when you are, just eat a cube of cheese with a pinch of salt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4456.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is indeed a scandalous picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115746752641076192?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115746752641076192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115746752641076192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115746752641076192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115746752641076192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hall-of-fame.html' title='Hall of Fame'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115738222757111360</id><published>2006-09-04T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:53:43.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosted By : NGIAM</title><content type='html'>Today's soccer was absolutely thrilling and fantastic. Thanks go out much to Ali and Alwyn for coming down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ME in action!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4458.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though AC  tried to bring us down, we stood firm and strong and beat them in the end! Raffles will always be tops in soccer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was fine, the pitch was great, and we beat our very hosts ACJC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if anyone wants to join us the next time, be sure to ask me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115738222757111360?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115738222757111360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115738222757111360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115738222757111360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115738222757111360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hosted-by-ngiam.html' title='Hosted By : NGIAM'/><author><name>hotguest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11068379764307653627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115730486196369591</id><published>2006-09-04T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:34:39.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Hidden Meaning!</title><content type='html'>Actually everything in life has a hidden meaning. Everything! Its a question of whether the other party can decipher the meaning which is usually masked innocence.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While havocing with Gerrard in the gym, I was reassured that all scandalous words start with the letter W! For example the word "Workout". This is no doubt a scandalous word! The act of working out involves getting into various positions which sometimes mirror the Kamasutra inside out (ok, no lewd references here. i'm just stating the facts!) Another example of a scandalous word is "weights". This word is full of scandal without a shadow of a doubt! Just like scandals sweep you off your feet, weights too blow your mind out of your wits (once again, no sexual innuendos here!) Even whistling is a scandalous act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading the lifestyle section today, I was greatly enlightened by an article which shed light on the issue that being first is not what matters. A marathoner dislocated his knee and managed to finish the race with loads of blood gushing in all directions (pls dont imagine!). When asked later why he even bothered to trudge across the finish line, he replied "&lt;strong&gt;My country did not send me to start the race, they sent me to complete it"&lt;/strong&gt; This really swept me off my feet. My eye-balls almost flew out of their sockets, a place of warmth and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have been researching on the subject of love to clear some doubts that arose due to unforseen circumstances. One quote really touched my heart and I could even feel the poke of the index finger. I was literally touched. What an Outrage(of modesty that is!)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love the heart that hurts you but never hurt the heart that loves you!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fascinating! Well the stars in the sky actually look like little diamonds dazzling in the clear blue sky. I would like to say an official goodbye to Planet Pluto. I will really miss you and so will Ali. I dont think I can ever forgive the organization which retrenched you from the planet business. You may be a moon. But for me, you are my sun (son!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115730486196369591?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115730486196369591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115730486196369591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115730486196369591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115730486196369591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/have-hidden-meaning.html' title='Have a Hidden Meaning!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115729493013495415</id><published>2006-09-03T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:01:53.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hinting for Someone</title><content type='html'>My maternal ganddad passed away as my mum was on the flight. My dad also flew off this morning. I hope my mum would be able to display the necessary courage in the face of such adversity. It is indeed a Dark Moment, but as every wise man should assure you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flowers grow out of darker moments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers are really incredibly interesting things. As incredible as the days that lie before me. Everything has its age and time, but we every moment we spend with our loved ones should be moments we treasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung around with some RE Boys today @ SMU. It was a silent, lonely place on a peaceful Sunday evening. I felt at peace with myself. &lt;br /&gt;Does this spell better days ahead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/Raffles%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/Raffles%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something I drew in a boring classsss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115729493013495415?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115729493013495415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115729493013495415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115729493013495415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115729493013495415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hinting-for-someone.html' title='Hinting for Someone'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115718908881535081</id><published>2006-09-02T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T17:24:50.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading towards a brighter future!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You can't have everything in the world cuz if you did, were would you keep it?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watching fast and Furious: tokyo drift was only good for one reason, girls and cars. No storyline whatsoever. It was pretty much a waste of time staying up into the wee hours of the morning, sacrificing precious time with my bolster and teddy bear! (technically I did not desert them cuz i was in bed while watching!)I hope they forgive me for my ignorance. Whatever happened to the "ignorance is bliss" saying. While watching, I decided to establish some heartwarming ties with people whom I've had some tensions with lately. Gosh, life is really tense! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Smile a while and when you smile, others will smile and soon there would be miles of smiles cuz life is worthwhile only when you smile"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We must really learn to smile and appreciate the intangible. If we didn't smile, the world would be a gloomy place. Not very pleasant considering that we have people like us (including Naing!) who have the potential to outdo Tom Cruise by charming a million hearts in a single second!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115718908881535081?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115718908881535081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115718908881535081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115718908881535081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115718908881535081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/heading-towards-brighter-future.html' title='Heading towards a brighter future!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115718163153295352</id><published>2006-09-02T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T15:34:58.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding Inside</title><content type='html'>Good days pass by quickly! &lt;br /&gt;The DMP season has passed by in the twinkle of an eye, and the holidays are here again. Hopefully the holidays would be more well-spent for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was The Day. But Friday was The Day Before The Day, so everyday, like any other day, is The Good Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some interesting sights and sounds so decided to take pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/Yelin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/Yelin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4417.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Board Lunch at Seoul Garden with some happening people. Walked around some more at happening places. Went to Bugis with Naing. Walkwalkandwalk. Talktalkandtalk. Shopshopandshop. That is tha'lifE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched The Devil Wears Prada!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! with Steph.&lt;br /&gt;It's a very exciting show. The clothes used in the set are stunningly gorgeous! Makes me jealous. The bitchiness index of the show was fascinatingly high too. Impressive. &lt;br /&gt;It was indeed very thought-provoking, and after it ended, I still couldn't decide what I would do if I had to choose between a dream job and the people around me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also privy to some &lt;u&gt;high-profile&lt;/u&gt;(high-profile in the sense of RI big-shot &amp; RGS big-shot) scandals, and watched some interesting sizzilating action at Cineleisure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has raised some valuable lessons that it is not always the Best Policy to get a girlfriend especially when you're already so stressed out by school. It is just another commitment, just like another CCA, and you'd have to devote much time for it to gain the most from it. It don't understand the cute little children of today. You don't even get CCA pointss from The Girlfriend Club!&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.141592653589793238462643383279502884197169399375105820974944 is really cute though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hue and Wuhan people flew off this morning. My mum's flying off tonight. Wow. Today's weather seems to be good for flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115718163153295352?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115718163153295352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115718163153295352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115718163153295352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115718163153295352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hiding-inside.html' title='Hiding Inside'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115703408000354208</id><published>2006-08-31T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T14:51:03.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/DSC04680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/DSC04680.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Probably one of the very few teachers I'll remember in 10 years time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school late is seriously becoming detrimental to my health! And the rain is making traffic so much worse I reached school at 8am thank goodness I didn't miss any of my last Teacher's Day celebrations in school I'd never have forgiven myself for that. Seven days and seven nights of thunder. The water's rising and I'm slipping under! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was totally a photographical Day.&lt;br /&gt;Kern amazed all of us with his superb balancing skills.First a chair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4381.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a table...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4383.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we took a shower, how kinky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4390.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's Day was quite unhot. Weiyuank anyhowedly called me out to stage and made me do stoopid things. I felt so stoopid. Kern felt like himself. Some dumbsters(kern, sean)/softballers(ian, enghow) crashed Henry Park with me! &lt;br /&gt;Stepping onto the school was like memories washed into my soul like a high tide on a beach. &lt;br /&gt;Seeing the old friends again was like prying open The Oyster of Nostalgia to reveal a sweet pearl of memories.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with the Dumbster/Softballer gang was totally Dumb as they tried to scam teachers into believing they were from Henry Park. Ms Ng even engaged them into enriching conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the buildings were gorgeous and all the little children were beautiful and cute, running around with their little bodies. I think one day I shall bleach myself white and get a collapsible nose to emulate my idol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures of around the gargantuan school, nice teachers who remember me, nice scenery, nice toilets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4404.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with some little kids who totally made my day :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4409.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to grow up and become a little boy. It is my latest life ambition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of a beautiful quote that someone very much like me once said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4427.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after lunch with ex-classmates@pizza hut where I opened up my mind to much information, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/hpps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/hpps2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to SMU with Chinkyferny and AC. It was a Bitchy &amp; Gossip Session. And then we saw some Scandalous Action :D But my lips are sealed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115703408000354208?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115703408000354208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115703408000354208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115703408000354208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115703408000354208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day!!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115694620504281138</id><published>2006-08-30T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T22:15:37.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headers and Footers</title><content type='html'>I have decided that if I cannot make it to the Radio(even though it pays peas), I'll go into refereeing! It is so exhilarating to be in control and in the heat of all the sizzling action, even thinking about it is turning me on! It's soo fun la :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4351.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially after officiating the 2E-4B blockbuster match, and some other exciting Sec1 inter-class games. The entire experience is quite an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hiringa Cup Championships was awesome. All the football action of the past few days was full of Headers and Footers which were truly scintillating and reminded me of all the hours of happiness I have derived from the astro-turf over the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4342.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the weather is getting so pms-y these days. One second thunderstorm, next second draught. This is not very good, yea? And the next few days are some bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4366.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thinker Leader Pioneer &lt;/strong&gt;is the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4358.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4356.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging by a moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher’s Day tomorrow! I only got a present for my favouritefavouritefavourite teacher of all time! =)))))))))&lt;br /&gt;I came back from an intersting shoppingcentre-hopping session in town with seanyap, kern, gabrielling and benedict. It was interesting seeing who's h0t and who's n0t. Gabriel Ling is gh3y. I treated him to fishball(s) and he still hasn't found out a single girl who he thinks is pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115694620504281138?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115694620504281138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115694620504281138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115694620504281138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115694620504281138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/headers-and-footers.html' title='Headers and Footers'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115678348470020793</id><published>2006-08-29T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:44:44.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having it my way!</title><content type='html'>I am thankful to Ali for his words of wisdom. Philosophy discussion on Art and Pornograhpy was definitely captivating. Dennis Au is really a character. Philisophy is so much more enriching just looking at him and his grin when anyone utters a words such as "sex", "hot" and any other word  that you can cook up that can be paralleled to sex. Very intriguing! As I told him today "Sir you definitely cannot teach in a girls school!" At the end of the lesson, we had achieved almost nothing at all. Zilch! All we had done is broadened our horizon on the meaning of candyshop and lollipops which  tried to explain to the class along with Daniel. We watched the video without sound. Awww, so Daniel and I had to sound the eight octaves through our windpipe to the best of our ability. We sang about 8 lines, quite a feat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HML is really over crowded these days due to DMP. Too many ppl, too much heat, no room to breathe, literally. Gosh, the library is supposed to be an altar of worship but its now a bull-ring. Too action-packed. Pls, the library is my crib where I seek refuge from all the hustle and bustle of school life. Things are supposed to get exciting in the library. We are supposed to create that atmoshpere but unfortunately, there is no room to run,jump, sofavault, bookshelf basketball! What has everything come to? Leaving a legacy my dears?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with wei xun for teacher's day goodies. I am really thankful for the wonderful teachers that I have had in my four years in RI. It's the time of the year again to show our appreciation to our teachers, I cant thank them enough. But today, i learnt again that shopping is really taxing. Sooo much walking and talking, eating and drinking. Its really taking its toll on me now. But it was worth it, hope the teachers like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one is feeling shagged out after a hard day's work he should definitely listent to DJ tiesto's trance! Really trans-ifies you! One would feel as if he is on the moon, light and weightless.  Gosh, my bed is already weeping. I guess i have kept her waiting too long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115678348470020793?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115678348470020793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115678348470020793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115678348470020793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115678348470020793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/having-it-my-way.html' title='Having it my way!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115665523378663859</id><published>2006-08-27T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:09:09.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have it your Way!</title><content type='html'>The title of this post is really directed towards, and is a tribute to Burger King's™ excellent publicity, where they have taken over every single MRT in the world (esp. Singapore) as well as to the delightfully-lovely times we have all spent there in the warm company of friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have it your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally had it my way on Saturday where I travelled halfway around the island to TKGS with the ever-smiling Naing to bask in the excitement of another Interact Installation. The girls were having lots of fun singing and dancing and it was much amusing watching them "boogiewoogie"! Then the Bombshell dropped on us that we had to dance with them too so everyone formed a loong train and cancan-ned our way to our respective destinies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have surely chosen the Path to Happiness via Delirium. That was totally the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely an eye-opening experience, especially meeting all the happy people such as the girl who enjoys giving high-fives to people! The TK Install was the epitome of Havoc.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, such was an opportunity to make new friends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we walked and talked about Nobodies and Anybodies and Sandwiches to Plaza Singapura and caressed the inviting sanctity of Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4309.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were really getting Hotter and Hotter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we, with our Burger King Birthday Hats, and Weiwen and his girl Vannessa we traversed to some hotster place and met Steph and hotstered around the whole day, from Orchard to Clarke Quay, from Chinatown (Merchant Court Hotel!!) to Bugis, from Hokien Street to Havelock Road. That was the Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4316.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merchant Court has nice mirrors. The toilets are heavenly. I can already imagine spending much time in the toilets during Graduation Night! And the reception area is perfect for playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as Naing, and then Weiwen left, it really became an opportunity for me to learn more about the complex nature of the fairer sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining three of us spent some time aimless-walking and a good 1hour+ in another random hotel in Bugis and I discovered more about how girls operate in their hearts and souls. Every sentence was a learning point about Life, and the conversation was totally enlightening. It also proved to be a fine time for us to reflect on our past actions and I enjoyed the talk tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4319.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candles were mesmerising and the atmosphere and ambience was conducive for important discoveries about People to be made! In my opinion, every classroom should have candles to maximise the learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to leave for the Beatbox Finals@Wisma with Ngiam!!1 We recced the place for more greenblackwhite accesories to Rafflesianify ourselves with, and some precious time Breakfast-Clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4323.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiyoko was goood, but the others were reallyreally much better! All the weird and happening noises they make with their insides were titillating! The event was also a hotspot of celebrities. Wanted to take pics with Kiyoko and Rozzz (Power98) but they were too far away =( Xiaxue was there too, and gosh, she looks worse in real life hahaha. Also, kissing your angmoh boyfriend every 2 minutes is also totally not the Way to Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left soon enough, as my legs were beginning to give way after a 8-to-8 Walking Adventure, and the day was well-spent, I believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly than all the physical activity, was the forming of the &lt;strong&gt;Boyahs&lt;/strong&gt; (Naing, Weiwen, Daniel, Weehao? and Me) who'd be hiphopping on RS. The intellectual and meaningful exchange of philosophies and life ideologies was also crucial in making me exercise my cerebral faculties&lt;br /&gt;and totally made my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, one must always Have it your Way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115665523378663859?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115665523378663859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115665523378663859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115665523378663859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115665523378663859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/have-it-your-way.html' title='Have it your Way!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115657247012037340</id><published>2006-08-26T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:06:17.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging on to the memories!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If the words don't come my way, I hope you know what my heart wants to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dinner without you is like a coke without whiskey, sweet but no kick!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115657247012037340?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115657247012037340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115657247012037340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115657247012037340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115657247012037340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hanging-on-to-memories.html' title='Hanging on to the memories!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115643247200848778</id><published>2006-08-24T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:00:55.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helter Skelter</title><content type='html'>I think sportsmen in RI are totally rowdy and make a lot of noise in class especially when they are in their little cliques, be they ruggers, trackers or swimmers. They just tend to be dumb and noisy. I was, until ~3 weeks ago, a noisy sportsman too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through many many exciting lessons which have completely enriched my mind and fulfiled my desire for knowledge, I have come to realise many things about Life. In all aspects of the Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this random picture would shed more light onto the the confused nature of Life. I am becoming like a skull-bashing pokemon nowadays because I am beginning to sleep in most lessons! The uncontrollable kind of sleep where the teacher just gives up on you because even after poking you all over, you still don't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me pieces, give me things to stay awaaake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115643247200848778?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115643247200848778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115643247200848778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115643247200848778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115643247200848778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/helter-skelter.html' title='Helter Skelter'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115637667637451738</id><published>2006-08-24T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T07:44:36.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hill after Hill</title><content type='html'>I apologise for not updating cuz lately, I have been knocking out at 6.46 in the evening and waking up the next morning in time for the exciting DMP modules. DMP has propelled me to the epitome of happiness although I have become rather relaxed too =( Procrastination kills. We all know of this but somehow can't break free of it.  Procrastination is like a cigarette. You have a feeling of instantaneous euphoria but sadly, its short-lived and you are slammed back into reality to face the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, someone has been ditching and dissing me for some reason or the other! Gosh, I thought we only live once, so why not make the most of the time we have out of our mother's wombs? Well, some people are too apprehensive to take the plunge to paradise, pleasure and prosperity! Awww.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very much enlightened by Gerrard Lai during our intensive sessions in the Bishan-Ang Mo Kio area. A Rolls Royce is a rich man's condom while a Ferrari is a sports man's condom. Pls do not ask me to explain why. Try to figure it out yourself. If you are not able to then ask me in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well over the weekend I had dinner at California Pizza Kitchen (CPK). The tequilla chicken pasta got me high not becuz of the alcohol content but smply due to the sheer taste and tender juicy chicken slices with uncle Kentucky's 36 herbs and spices. But it was only during dessert that I jumped out of my seat. The tiramisu sent me to heaven and back! It was like an instant org*sm (pardon the language but only these words can describe the feeling!). If one had to do three things before he died, the first would be to stay in the presedential suit of the Burj Al Arab, the second would be to drive a Lamborghini and the third is to dine at CPK (preferably with me!). The place is really smokin, also because its an open kitchen concept but it definitely tantalizes the taste budes and leaves you wanting more. Well a good meal always goes well with a good drink -.* Don't say I never warned you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115637667637451738?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115637667637451738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115637667637451738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115637667637451738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115637667637451738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hill-after-hill_24.html' title='Hill after Hill'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115634572801429785</id><published>2006-08-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:42:33.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Bois.</title><content type='html'>I just finished writing my own testimonial! It was a eye-opening experience as I listed down close to everything I have ever done for the last 4 years into one sweet page! I also referred to my trophy cabinet to check out all the cricket trophies I got haha. That was really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to do one for Ronald Chan! Okay shall just go to thesaurus.com and list down all the synonyms for "smart". =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMP season is really good, I can't believe it will all be over in less than a week. I get to come home before dark and get ample time to reflect on life. I get to wonder about this and that, and all of this and that is making me quite a wonder-ful boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this thinking is giving me a splitting headache. Or maybe it's because I finally played soccer again today under the scorching hot sun (or was it hot because weizhitheballs was around?)! It was good to be back on the lovely carpet grass of the astro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday low sai kian totally shattered my heart when she scolded me FOUR TIMES in class(twice for smsing in class, twice for asking people to translate for me). I was shocked! This was preposterous =( I always had a thing for/with Chinese teachers and all of them had always liked me and favoured me =) I don't know why the sudden change hmmmm, this is indeed much to ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw today is just some hot hotsters happy birthday who just touches anything and just burns it, no chooice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Da!niel!! (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115634572801429785?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115634572801429785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115634572801429785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115634572801429785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115634572801429785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-bois.html' title='Happy Birthday Bois.'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115625062570730667</id><published>2006-08-22T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:50:28.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heal The World!</title><content type='html'>I am being swept off with immense pride, because I have finally finished reading my second-ever book this year since Harry Potter! Neil Gaiman's &amp; Terry Pratchet's &lt;em&gt;Good Omens&lt;/em&gt; is good and hilarious and thought-provoking, and after Gary began reading it, everyone's reading it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think The Break-Up is probably one of the worst and thrashiest films I have ever watched this year (it's not that bad, it's just that the rest I've watched are really good (y)). Went to watch with Prem, Naing, myself and Samuel Chong. Some hot company maan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/the%20break-up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/the%20break-up.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to assembly for about 2 weeks now hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4178.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junwei's expression is so adorable! I don't think anyone knew when the photo was gonna be taken haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyday is fading away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115625062570730667?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115625062570730667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115625062570730667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115625062570730667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115625062570730667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/heal-world.html' title='Heal The World!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115608985702499212</id><published>2006-08-20T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:04:17.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hesitating!</title><content type='html'>Sitting down in a rocking chair, cigar in one hand and a johnny in the other. Wow, thats the life that we all want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, I just realised that friendship day has passed but sadly, I have been too immersed in forging friendships with other tangible objects. So now is the time that I finally commemorate this wonderful occasion as it has shed light on the importance of companionship in both times of adversity and ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In times of happiness, friends are plenty, but in times of adversity, not one in twenty!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, true friends are those who ignite a flame in the darkest of times to show you the light out of your problems. Sometimes a sincere word or two is enough to melt one's heart to fudge (sweet rich chocolate fudge). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"We spend hours together. Sometimes we don't even utter a word but at the end of the day, it still feels as if we have had the best conversation ever" Yea definitely the above quote is true. One does not need to feel obliged to say something to someone just for the sake of making conversation. Non-verbal communication has the ability to convey as much if not much more emotions than its verbal counterpart. Silence can be comforting too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115608985702499212?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115608985702499212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115608985702499212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115608985702499212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115608985702499212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hesitating.html' title='Hesitating!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115606068029335736</id><published>2006-08-20T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:35:55.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on Together!</title><content type='html'>I am feeling so happy today! =))))))))&lt;br /&gt;I'd finally be able to spend a quiet day at home, go get a haircut and basically chill out with my family. Which I feel I haven't been doing for quite some time already. It had left me writhing in a pool of angst, that I was spending so much time out of home that I once even began to miss my bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm becoming soo tired I have started to miss DMP modules too whoops. Gave Physics a little miss on Thursday because my bed was holding on to me ever so tightly. Walked into school late to realise what a celebrity the music video had made me oops xD &lt;br /&gt;Just went for History, and fell asleep some more! This was getting totally out of hand! I decided that school is totally not turning on these days, we must definitely do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that next year's morrison exco is going to be a hot pot of scandals, so I went to Zous house for some fun and excitement. &lt;br /&gt;Before heading for an evening of bamboozling happiness and excitement with my class at Seoul Garden. Cooking was a great avenue to vent all our angst and frustration as well as proclaim our love for one another and to the world. We are, after all, 4Lovers!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some soul-searching there and listened to soulful music, and discussed Urban Legends such as how Gary goes up the escalator the wrong way, and how Gary goes up the escalator the wrong way and how Gary goes up the escalator the wrong way. &lt;br /&gt;Heard it so many times I've even begun to believe it! Especially the part where gary goes up the escalator when the escalator is coming down. That's my favourite part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was while going back to Zous house, that I fell. And got hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love, and broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I think Dawn Yeo is reallyreallyreallyreally pretty. And it was upsetting when the naughty security guard didn't let me take a picture with her. But when she looked at me with her over-sized eyes, it was enough to melt my insides aww *swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen anyone so pretty in Singapore, really. Maybe I haven't seen enough people? Yea maybe. But she's really beautiful, no shit. Enghow says she's more plastic than human. But who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In philosophy we learn to decide whether it'd be good if robots were allowed to rule a country (I said no), and whether parents should be able to adopt robotic children (I said yes) and whether robots should be allowed to kill humans(I said no), but never did they teach us what to do when we fall in love with a robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has greatly disillusioned me and made me realise the ineffectiveness of Philo lessons and how they're so impractical! Mr YippyYippyYaYa&amp; Co may try their best but it amounts to naught if what we learn in school cannot be applied in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, she's from RJC, woah that's like beauty+brains. The closest anyone I know have come to that is Seth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I guess going back to Zous House was fun, especially playing music and singing birthday songs to the poor little children in the world (through a webcam on MSN), trying to make Milo Dinosaurs (I'm addicted, I swear) and got some work done as well. Somehow, that was more of a bonus. &lt;br /&gt;I think we fell asleep just as normal children around Singapore were waking up to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and I slept over because his study room is addictive too haha. Post-SS-Documentary Blues!!!! I'm having withdrawal symptoms already. Woke up at 10.30am and whoopsiedoosie, it was kinda late to go to school? Looks like I just missed another 2 DMP modules! hahaha. But still, lunch, and I went back to school and fell asleep again! Wow! That's an awful lot of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Interacct Installation rehearsals till really quite late, which was a heart-warming affair. I really don't know whether I'm happy or I'm sad but I'll definitely miss it. And as Alwyn had said during the assembly talk, joining Interact was probably the best decision I had ever made in RI :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning, I wake up! Go to school for Installation! Everyone is looking handsome and hot(for Naing's case) in their blazers and black shoes! It was really great. And after some intensive photo-taking sessions with some very lovely &amp; fun people, singing songs and smiling. And to the 42nd Comm, you guys were hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to J8, realised there was a soccer competition going on, quickly formed a team (wiith weiwen and kennedy!!!:)) and played! Lost the first game 4-2 to some (eventual semi-finalists) dumbfatcheekseanyap, guang and kern and were KOed. But it was funfunfun!!!&lt;br /&gt;And we took a picture with jeremy ratnam =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then went to some scammer like Deddue's house for History which was fun but I was tired, I'm so happy when I finally got home and lay on my bed. And I thought to myself, What a Wonderfully Wearisome Week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally released all my woes and joys in this sextremely long blog post and I’m feeling satisfied. Ah! 905 words is goooood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm annoyed cuz blogger is not letting me upload any pictures, how am I supposed to impress Dawn Yeo now? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115606068029335736?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115606068029335736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115606068029335736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115606068029335736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115606068029335736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hold-on-together.html' title='Hold on Together!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115597703942472093</id><published>2006-08-19T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:01:31.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How could you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When you are in a tight spot and the atmosphere is very heated, the spot feels tighter!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well its been a rather relaxing saturday which kicked off with hindi school in the wee hours of the morning, 9am to be precise. But for the first time, i felt that i did not waste my time! School was fun. Had an intellectual discourse on the subject of lesbians and the teacher herself was an active participant. Then for the last 10 mins, we did yoga, the ultimate art of relaxation. Boy was i refreshed when i heard the dismissal bell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being the weekend nocturnal owl that I am, I traversed orchard road with couple of friends and had ample opportunities to inhale deep breaths of fresh air. The oxygen content in the air really gave me an adrenaline rush.  Then for some sinful indulgence at Macs followed by a comfort-able ride home to my dear darling named "bed". Tom should be another havoc day with RE trailer and presentation. Good night world...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115597703942472093?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115597703942472093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115597703942472093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115597703942472093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115597703942472093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-could-you.html' title='How could you?'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115591283324264171</id><published>2006-08-18T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:19:10.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hey baby, drop it down!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/1600/horror%20movie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/320/horror%20movie.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A brave man may fall, but he will not yield"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This quote has really warmed my heart and once again reassured me that failure is the foundation upon which success is built. Failure should be embraced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Setting out with a plan to accomplish today, I ventured with some friends into the acir-conditioned comfort of the shopping mall. We walked, talked and basically relaxed. We spent close to $400 in a matter of 3 hours. Well the best buy was a pink playboy zippo and loads of clothing. Awesome fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;More importantly, DMP has given me the opportunity to realise how well free time could be spent besides working, training etc. DMP has also allowed me to sort out some important issues which if had not been settled could have resulted in dire consequences. Thank you RI for DMP: an enriching experience indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115591283324264171?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115591283324264171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115591283324264171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115591283324264171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115591283324264171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-baby-drop-it-down.html' title='&quot;Hey baby, drop it down!&quot;'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115587457065628259</id><published>2006-08-18T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T12:16:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High on you!</title><content type='html'>These few days have been turbulent. Imagine youself on an aeroplane and suddenly the plane experiences turbulence. Definitely your heart would beat faster cuz of an adrenaline rush which could be attributed to two reasons. Either you are excited or petrifed and if you're the experiencing the former, then there is something wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C div rugby was great to watch but I can't imagine what must have been going through the players after the final whistle. Months of hardwork culminated in a defeat. Was it supposed to end this way? Well the sad fact is that someone has to lose in a final and this time it was us. But doesn't it seem that losing has become habitual. Its a harsh reality but we have to face it. We could use the excuse that the inclusion of year 5s has caused us the damage but that's only an excuse. We have to try to find a remedy to this problem (supposing that this is a problem). And we have to find that remedy quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's  DMP module : Mathematics and Money was great. It had nothing to do with math at all. It was one of the more engaging and thought-provoking lectures i have ever attended. This is mainly due to the fact that the issues discussed concerned us students directly as we would inevitably have to face them in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77 days left to graduation day............. Oh dear the walls are closing in....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115587457065628259?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115587457065628259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115587457065628259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115587457065628259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115587457065628259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/high-on-you.html' title='High on you!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115575086855187234</id><published>2006-08-17T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T01:57:23.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurrah for the Last time</title><content type='html'>C div Rugby Finals were great. The atmosphere, the supporters, the play, everything was a notch above average, and I'm really proud. It's a pity they lost(by the ref no less), and by the tears they shed, it was evident how much it meant to all the boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet even the WAGs(Wives And Girlfriends haha) were impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, all the cute little sec2 rgs girls cheering their boyfriends on, it was really a sight to behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess it'd be the last Finals I'll ever be supporting in RI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Shorts' house. It was funfunfun! Even DMP is funfunfun! Learn about val-speak, vulgarities and how boys/girls speak (and somehow I speak more like a girl than a guy whoopsie!) in English, and watch Fahrenheit 9/11 for History. Was greatt. Everything is funfunfun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I got like so totally pissed off by this sec3 bugger prefect who shouted at me today and launched a vicious physical attack on me, I am appalled by such blatant acts of aggression. And just because I was facing the game when I was supposed to be cheering? Aiya I guess that's what Positions of Power does to People. He'll definitely be a big thing next year, and it's such a despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the wisest of all would say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's better to be Pissed Off than Pissed On!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to cut down the amount of pictures I put up of myself. A lot of people have not failed to remind me that I'm becoming such a slut, and my image and reputation is at stake..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115575086855187234?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115575086855187234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115575086855187234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115575086855187234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115575086855187234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hurrah-for-last-time.html' title='Hurrah for the Last time'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115568908706529186</id><published>2006-08-16T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T09:11:01.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hours of Happiness</title><content type='html'>Yay I'm going to school late again today! But I'll miss the Prefects-led Haka, to spur on the rugby team to greater heights later in the afternoon, to rouse the passions of the school population and to inspire future Maori warriors, and I'll be missing it!! But only the prefects get to do it anyway, so exclusive hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND RI WON THE FIFTH GOLD OF THE YEAR YESTERDAY IN C HOCKEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days have really been spent in the cradle of hard-work. Spent many a memorable afternoons, evenings and nights at Zou Short's house trying to do up our SS video, which I must say is slowly turning into a spectacular documentary which even David Attenborough would be proud of. The problem being, it's very &lt;i&gt;slowly&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Zou Long is damn hot and sexy, he was teaching me how to pick up girls. His manliness is turning-on and I feel damn jealous laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was one such happening night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We devoted some precious moments trying to pinch/kiss Joseph, camwhoring, dancing, playing the guitar and making wonderful music videos of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;That's the Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/PICT0001.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/PICT0001.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what really blew us off our feet was Nicole&amp; her Pussycat Dolls dancing and grooving. Everyone took pictures with her!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this is one of the more decent pictures xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/PICT0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/PICT0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our ultimate music video which was really fun and funny to produce!! And Zous looks incredibly sexyy. Esp wait for the part where he starts stroking his own face lolll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fqwTmob5bko"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fqwTmob5bko" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also tried to do Don' Cha but we realised we didn't know the song very well AWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have also been rehearsals for our Interact Installation as well as House Captain Interviews. Both of which remind me that my time is up. I'm not needed anymore by RI. =( I guess everyone's got an expiry date, and T4Wk1 is ours. I'm pretty satisfied with how everything turned out in the end. And glad that it was that way! the Hours of Happiness has been duly noted down and chronicled in memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the famous saying goes, &lt;strong&gt;"The next day is never so good as the day before."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115568908706529186?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115568908706529186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115568908706529186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115568908706529186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115568908706529186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hours-of-happiness.html' title='Hours of Happiness'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115556975677956032</id><published>2006-08-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:35:56.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand in Hand!</title><content type='html'>It may seem that we have not met in a while, but in fact, we have never really parted! Undoubtedly, we always remain in one another's minds, bodies and souls as we strive towards the hope of a better age. A quote is rather fitting: &lt;strong&gt;"Worlds apart but hearts together"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing through the whole variety of books available in the HML, yet another quote donned on me. &lt;strong&gt;"Friends are like Viagra. They lift you up when you are down!" &lt;/strong&gt;Recently, work has engulfed most and it is essential to fall back upon the basics of life which is to life life to the fullest regardless of all the challenges that creep up upon me. This has indeed been the emotional viagra for the soul. It's  really give me a boost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACS I played RI today in yet another exciting final which RI eventually lost even though the socre scheet suggested otherwise. How we lost is yet to be disclosed but it did seem a harsh decision. Nevertheless, in such heated environment, one does get invloved in heated discussions and so was my fate. I was arguing with an idiot to be honest and suddenly i was enlightened by a saying: When talking to idiots, one stoops down to such depths and eventually loses the argument cuz of less experience!" So i decided to say bye to my pal after a few minutes of live firing. Awww how sad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson. The past perfect, the present tense!"&lt;/strong&gt; This is truly thought provoking. I am positive that many would be testament to this. It has swept me off my feet and blown me to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes words do hurt people even when we dont mean what we say. But it takes a man to apologise by saying "SORRY!" and it takes a greater degree of manilness to forgive and forget! Well, if I have offended any certain someones, I do apologise and I'm counting on your manliness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115556975677956032?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115556975677956032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115556975677956032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115556975677956032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115556975677956032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hand-in-hand.html' title='Hand in Hand!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115542686855735474</id><published>2006-08-13T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T07:54:28.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House of Wax</title><content type='html'>Everything was really great. All the way from my really really boring English &amp; Philo Modules, to Inter-House Debates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I lost my one and only debate, but Morrison still did pretty well! And I have not yet kissed goodbye to my debating career :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to the much-anticipated DF Gathering/Chalet @ some ulu ulu place. I found it really fun, all the way from the barbecue, the food, to the Milo Dinosaurs which I'm sure brought out the Champion in us, the gossiping, the camwhoring, the ghost stories, the soccer, the showering, the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Moulin Rouge, Catwoman &amp; House of Wax. And while on the last show we were all thhinking and saying how all the friends are such noobs because even though they are getting pwned by all the scary people, they still go and split up and don't stick it through with one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't stick up for my friend either, did i. I felt like such a loser, all I did was sit there and watch. And there's the feeling of turbulence, where your stomach feels so empty because everything's been drenched out already, getting sick of it. And the feeling of being Powerless (Nelly Furtado©), that I am absolutely not able to do anything at all because I'm not strong enough. And feeling that it's all my fault that I didn't stop whatever happened. &lt;br /&gt;All these enough to make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115542686855735474?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115542686855735474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115542686855735474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115542686855735474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115542686855735474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/house-of-wax_13.html' title='House of Wax'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115539896738910194</id><published>2006-08-12T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T00:09:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, where have you been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I stand here next to you and not be moved by you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chalet on friday night was awesome.  Great company, great food, great conversations. What more could one ask for? We had a blast but sadly, I had to leave due to some engagements in the morning.  Nevertheless, a taste is as good as a feast and thus being there for 3hrs was equivalent to staying the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of late, some things have precipitated which has caused life to take a turn towards the uninteresting end. For some reason, people dont understand the virtue of &lt;strong&gt;LOVE. &lt;/strong&gt;When kept to oneself, love is halved. When shared with the world, love is doubled! We should all aim in the direction of sharing. After all, sharing and caring makes the world go round!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115539896738910194?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115539896738910194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115539896738910194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115539896738910194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115539896738910194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/honey-where-have-you-been_12.html' title='Honey, where have you been?'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115523130731746781</id><published>2006-08-11T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:35:07.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand over that bottle!</title><content type='html'>I walked onto the cricket field and once again the azure blue sky caught my eye! So i decided to stand on the green grass, look at the blue sky, lower my gaze to check out the curves of the coconut tree and reflected about how life is just like a coconut. Soft and fleshy on the inside with lots of refreshing water to quench a traveller's thirst. However, training was rather monotonous and it was not worth getting up at 6 in the morning and sacrificing precious time spent in the company of close ones (not all cuz some are too busy!). But the events that ensued put me back to sleep even though I was feeling relatively alive at that point in time. DMP at Ngee Ann Poly was so boring that half the class of thirty fell alseep. To keep myself awake, I decided to buy Pokki from the snack stall during the break. At least the munching action would prevent me from dozing off. But somehow, I got scolded by the facilitator cuz he thought I was being rude. In all honesty, I only wanted to stay awake so that my time would not be wasted. Yes, time is as precious as wine! (I only chose "wine" cuz it rhymes. Had no hidden message behind the words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegoodnessoflife.com/"&gt;http://thegoodnessoflife.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should visit the above website and view the video. It really shed some light on the goodness in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115523130731746781?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115523130731746781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115523130731746781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115523130731746781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115523130731746781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hand-over-that-bottle.html' title='Hand over that bottle!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115522792374305467</id><published>2006-08-11T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:05:45.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Date !</title><content type='html'>As promised(to myself), today was really Hot Date Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A school holiday never seemed merrier as I travelled happily to school, met Elton, and laughed at his puny leg muscles. And then was prepping for debates!! I felt excited, and seamlessly blended in with the highly-intelligent congregation and engaged myself in some brain-wrecking intellectual discourse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never before have I tried to think so much! (Except Philosophy classes, but I fall asleep halfway anyways) I am muchly proud of my cerebral faculties for having endured 2 full hours of &gt;36million IQ talk regarding McDonalds and Elton's small muscles, basically.&lt;br /&gt;I also learnt new words such as 'esoteric' and 'monolithic' and 'totology' and I felt accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to watch Click with Ngiam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/PICT0001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/PICT0001.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was really sizzling. The movie was great and brought back fond memories about our Dramafeste play, because the stories were essentially the same!! It was so funny, never laughed that hard in a looong time, and so touching and yet so meaningful, all at once. And Kate Beckinsale further spiced up the atmosphere!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I half-expected to see "Phua Jun Wei" in the credits hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;The movie has also taught me some learning points such as, &lt;b&gt;Living is The Experience&lt;/b&gt; and we shouldn't compromise fun and happiness for work. Therefore, I have put aside all homework to enjoy myself because that might ultimately decide my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115522792374305467?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115522792374305467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115522792374305467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115522792374305467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115522792374305467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hot-date.html' title='Hot Date !'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115512719530137454</id><published>2006-08-09T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:40:48.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Daniel told me a quote that totally got me thinking, &lt;b&gt;“Spread the legs to spread the Love!”&lt;/b&gt; Surely you don’t hear such wise words everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, the last few days have indeed been quite a journey, in every meaning of the word. I have been basking on top of all the work we've been faithfully assigned during this festive season (3 weeks of happiness!!!) and my life seems to have elevated itself to a state of joy and delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was quite fun. All the way from filming, traversing from place to place, buying orange shirts, interviewing flirtatious maids at Lucky Plaza, getting chased out of Takashimaya because we were charging cameras there, getting 'horny' with bulls, and then coming back to school to play soccer with some handsome boys and scholars, getting pwned, and having a nice talk and going home with Weiiyuan at 10pm. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/PICT0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/PICT0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I realise my SS group is damn power-packed!; with the Science Club Chairman, the Basketball Captain, Debates Vice-Chair, 2 prefects, one House vice-captain &amp; the Class Monitor haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Ngiam and our greenblackwhite wallets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/YFC%20Mass%20Shirt%20Sale%206th%20August%202006%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/YFC%20Mass%20Shirt%20Sale%206th%20August%202006%20016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the first day of The Holiday (ie DMP). One period - History with Mrs GM! I think she's damn happy and happening, which is good for any class. Thank goodness I had hotties like Weiwen, Alwank and ZuoMing with me! And we sang songs and noticed how humans have been bad in the history of mankind, but how some people had been good in the history of mankind and how everyone should just sing songs, and love one another!! I felt the goosebumps of passion and excitement and am hugely inspired to compose a song proclaiming my love for the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I had more fun with more fun people and we went happying around Toa Payoh (hahahaaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day on tuesday was quite thrilling too! Everyone was looking handsome/beautiful in their red shirts. I was a model and modelled our patriotic national day class shirt! Did my catwalk but I hear some people found it much too slutty =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Major Camwhoring Day. I shared my Love with the handsomest and hottest of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_4004.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_4004.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after debates prep (Arun Vignesh is damn pr0), lunch, and a Elton Yeo Porn Video (rhymes!), a Morrison Meeting, interesting discussion with ms low the handsomest boys in RI from the yearbook we finally called it a Good and Lovely Day, and I went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was National Day!!! That is so kinky and hot and happening and I woke up with a bright smile on my face. I watched the National Day Parade and became happy because Kaira Gong was pretty today, and now I'm watching SG IDol now (for the first time in my life!) and I'm also happy because I bet I can sing Lindsay Lohan songs better than that Rahimah Rahim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is definitely Hot Date Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115512719530137454?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115512719530137454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115512719530137454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115512719530137454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115512719530137454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day_09.html' title='Happy National Day!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115509583001744504</id><published>2006-08-09T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:49:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHisky is more precious than Water!</title><content type='html'>I have been relfecting on the saying &lt;strong&gt;"The enemy of my enemy is my friend"&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder why one needs to have enemies in life cuz it makes life resemble a war. In actual fact, life is laden with happiness and excitement as experienced from the past few days. I think the saying should be such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The friend of my friend is my friend too!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we should all learn to love one another and not let petty disputes sour a fruitful relationship. These disputes should be discussed over a sumptious lunch so as to allow both parties to drown their sorrows in the delicious food that lay before them. After hundreds of hours spent in th Hullett Memorial Library, I have been enlightened by the various quotes pasted on every table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Friendship is like the stars which add a spark to the darkness of the night!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having a peaceful nap next to sir Hullett's rocking chair, I finally understood the meaning of the aforementioned complex quote. One should embrace all around him instead of backstab or badmouth cuz there is no point in doing so. We should all have a love all policy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The national day celebrations in school was mind-blowing. Although I entered gates of RI at 11.45 am, I managed to catch a glimpse of the food hub and camwhored with ali and DA!niel for a while. School was only the appetiser, lunch at Ivins was the main course! Four of us sat and discussed some pertinent issues close to our hearts. Deep dark secrets were revealed and we decided to abide by the policy of Whatever happens between us, stays between us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night was fantabulous! Dinner was great and we celebrated Singapore's birthday with great spirits (pun inteded!). Eventually we had to take a breather and by the end of the night, we were K.O. (knock-out). &lt;br /&gt;Again while taking a stroll in slumberland, a song rang a bell in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I am feeling low,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look around me and I know, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's place that will stay within me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wherever I may choose to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Fast Forward*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is home, truly, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where I know I must be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where my dreams wait for me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where the river always flows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above song indeed proves that Home is where the Heart lies. Happy Birthday Singapore! Although you are 40 years of age, I am positive that you are still young at heart! You are my haven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115509583001744504?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115509583001744504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115509583001744504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115509583001744504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115509583001744504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/whisky-is-more-precious-than-water.html' title='wHisky is more precious than Water!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115479809893564755</id><published>2006-08-06T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:14:58.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Little Bro!</title><content type='html'>I woke up due to the radiant rays of the sun shinning on my rosy cheeks (awww) and immediately knew that the day was gonna be an exciting one. True enough, the day was more exhilerating than expected. It all began with the Newspaper collection and despite gettin pissed off by all the sec 2s who somehow managed to tie newspapers in all sorts of weird and creative designs such that they fell apart immediately when the bundle was lifted off the ground. However, at least I got the experience the amazing Ferrari adventure sitting amidst tons of newspapers in the company of 4 otherI had a interacters clad in the luminous orange shirt which caught the eye of many members of the public. Sitting comfortable on top the whole pile, the 5 minute truck ride eventually turned into a roller-coaster of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Danger is no Stranger to a lone Ranger!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a royal rumble with a roach in while walking along Toa Payoh today. I decided to confront my greatest enemy which has haunted me for the past 16 years of my childhood. I was determiend not to let such things continue into adolescence as such pressing problems had to be rectified asap or else the situation could get out of hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Sammy's was a mouthful, literally! The masala chicken was so spicy that even my lime juice began to sweat (actually this was due to condensation but some water droplets has to be attributed to the spicy-ness of the chick!) We discussed pertinent issues and the lunch was fun due to the great company rather than the delicious food. Anish as usual had his two-cents worth and the knights of the round table (we were sitting at a round table alright!) conceptualizd on a self-initiated CIP during the DMP period. Kids have really touched our hearts and as fellow members of our prosperous society, we felt that it was our responsibility to give back to the community, especially since we lead pampered and luxurious liives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to my cradle where I was busy cuddling in a cosy corner catching up on some quiet moments of relaxation and reflection. While browsing through the edulearn portal for updates on more scandalous events such as physics lectures (omg please NO!), i realized that probability had some prerequisites for one to appreciate the deeper nuances. &lt;strong&gt;"There is no PROBABILITY without knowing the POSSIBILITY!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to arab street for shisha and some milkshakes. The mango smoothy is mind-blowing at Al-Sheikh. Definitely going to patronize it more often. Sipping smoothies and indulging in some freshly baked cookies is what life is all about, simple and sweet! The nuts in the cookies reminded me of friendship. Nuts held the crumbs together and added some crunch to the sinful delicacies. Similarly, friendship binds many souls together and injects some meaning to life. Happy Friendship Day to all the friendly out there.  The journey today has led to to exand my horizon and once again, introduce everyone to a brighter future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is a waste of time,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time is a waste of life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get wasted all the time &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you'll have the time of your life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S. If you can't make sense of this, then you would not know what you're missing out on!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115479809893564755?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115479809893564755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115479809893564755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115479809893564755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115479809893564755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-little-bro.html' title='Hey Little Bro!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115478607327841246</id><published>2006-08-05T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:52:01.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handycams</title><content type='html'>When Joseph Addison said, "The greatest sweetener of human life is Friendship",&lt;br /&gt;I got damn excited. &lt;br /&gt;He has made me realise the true ingredient to sweetening up my life and even if it gives me diabetes, I am still going to put in every bit of effort to spend time with my friends fruitfully because they are all Sweeteners. And speaking of fruits, I read (on a young lady's shirt) today that &lt;b&gt;Life is the Fruit of Love&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only after you have spread the Love, that you will be able to to produce Life. Another motivational quote which has accelerated my quest to spread the love on the greatest possible surface area. I hope people don't think I'm loose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two days have indeed been excellent opportunities for me to spread whatever Love I have to all those around me! After taking two mind-boggling tests (Phy&amp;Bio) and sweating out the hot stuff by trying to rig forms for the Humanities Quiz along the Morrison assembly line(I was in-charge of stapling the forms!), I enjoyed some nameless games with fat-cheeked Josie in our classroom which involved tennis balls, balls and cookie-monsters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3920.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the games were fun and addictive, I heard the calling to go down to HCI to support our school in the soccer game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere was really happening. With all the ngiams and eltons, things were heating up to boiling point! Thank goodness the match ended soon enough. Even though the team played like balls, i felt that the support was fantabulous. The game gave me some scares and my heart nearly skipped some beats and I had to express my emotions with some screams, which I hope really made my presence felt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially with my self-initiated Weiyuan Fan Club &amp; Alwyn Kok Fan Club, things were looking sweet and rosy! We lost on penalties. We were all just preparing to invade the pitch when Yicheek missed the penalty =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the flag still flew high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3924.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone packed up and went home but I sneaked into the Players' Dinner and camwhored with some of the cutesters and hotiest ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3934.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3939.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3937.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3929.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3930.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by then, it was time to end the social gathering and swooning and we packed up and went home and by some twist of fate, we met Seng Henk (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a Bombest Day too! Newspaper Collection for Sec2s! Like a good Overall I/C, I walked (on foot) from Braddell to Toa Payoh, all alone!, and helped here and there and carried stuff and tied stuff and felt satisfied and got amazed with the immense hormonal imbalances of the Sec2s (where they keep for themselves every magazine with Angelina Jolie/Eva Longoria/any tomdickharry scantily-clad women and continually go to homes where there are chiobus etc.) and took more creative pictures both of ourselves in various Bollywoodesque poses as well as other things. It felt good, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lunch was with various interesting people and was an adventure of taste-buds, but it was only after most had left, and Wee Hao, Jasper, Daryl, Chia and I was all that remained, &lt;br /&gt;that things got really &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spicy!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;- I can't emphasize enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- DELETED -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made my day. And on the way home I meet some Friggy and that made my day even more!&lt;br /&gt;Even though my camera, somehow wohoopsiedohoosie, got formatted and I lost all the kinky photos of Such a Sexciting Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115478607327841246?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115478607327841246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115478607327841246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115478607327841246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115478607327841246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/handycams.html' title='Handycams'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115462793753916414</id><published>2006-08-04T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T01:58:57.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallucinating about a holiday!</title><content type='html'>Today marked the conclusion of all the dreadful yet exciting tests. The upcoming days are definitely gonna be filed fun and lots of hangovers, from work and other "committments".  After school I had some time to myself and thus I made full use of it by reflecting on my life and the direction in which its headed. I conceptualized a 3 day holiday on a cruise to Phuket. Its gonna be a cruise without parents, just us friends enjoying our freedom with a banana split or an iced mocha. The cruise would definitely be a memorable experience and would indeed allow some time for close bonding. I have prepared my schedule for the cruise as well. Prepared to indulge in all the different cuisines available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food, I had lunch with an exciting bunh today. The lunch idea was suggested by Rahul and Anish, RI's  chief chefs who have the potential to turn the dining hall into a dining haven. We has lunch at Thai Express and cash is again flowing out faster than my money plant can replenish. Spent a bomb last week and this week seems no different.  But the money was well spent on gifts for certain someones so it was worth it! The near future promises much happiness with DMPs and training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115462793753916414?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115462793753916414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115462793753916414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115462793753916414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115462793753916414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hallucinating-about-holiday.html' title='Hallucinating about a holiday!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115459366554156276</id><published>2006-08-03T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T17:04:03.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H is a nice letter.</title><content type='html'>I woke up an hour ago. &lt;br /&gt;Yep, which means I didn't go to school! I missed our favourite CCA Assembly, my source of happiness - Mentoring, a most highly-anticipated Physics Test and an intellectual dosage of a Biology test which I am sure boosted my classmates' spirits and taught them the true meaning of Life(the test was on DNAs and genetics!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I came home at 10pm last night and totally knocked out, with my body soaring to scorching temperatures! It must definitely have been quite a HOT day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary wowed and amazed the class and treated us to a Kodak Moment of magic and delight when he finally, after months of sitting down and sleeping, stood up and walked to the front and demonstrated his superb drawing skills on the board. It was truly an inspiring moment, and I couldn't resist shooting and framing him on the spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3898.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3897.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Josie too showed some manly muscles with his jaw-dropping stunts !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3902.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3901.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which the entire school journeyed to Macritchie for the annual Inter-House Cross-Country Championships! The atmosphere was sizzling and everyone looked pumped up and raring to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I was severely disappointed as I took more than 28minutes (28.05 to be exact) to complete a mere distance of 4.8km. I felt that it was very unbecoming and bad, but my heart was willing to give up halfway. I guess the results of abstaining from physical activity for a few months has taken its toll on me, and I only managed to acquie 2 measly points for Morrison House. Clutching my chest and hearing people scream my name, it was still disheartening to have crossed the finish line simply scraping through the 30min barrier.&lt;br /&gt; However, I am very very proud today of all my batchmates because our U17 did really well, and we emerged overall third! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to congratulate people like Kennedy and Fo0ng, who by sheer determination and hard(core) work ran supremely. The true essence of the human spirit. Can pls lend me some of that discipline? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no day is complete without some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morrisonians Unite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3903.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Prem &amp;Seng Henk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3905.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Karliang and Seng Henk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3910.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some super champion Wei Wen who runs 4.8 in 16minutes and holds about 36 school records. (but that doesn't negate the fact that he still owes me 10 bucks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3914.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll fight with him even if he's The Boy Who Runs Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3916.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with Daryl too! (the trophy isn't mine btw..&gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3917.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went for a Long Dinner at Thompson Plaza with some happy boys, and then to Supper at J8 with happier boys, and came home with some happiest boys, and that's where all the trouble began.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115459366554156276?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115459366554156276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115459366554156276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115459366554156276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115459366554156276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/h-is-nice-letter.html' title='H is a nice letter.'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115453220986380888</id><published>2006-08-02T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:23:29.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here by your side!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"A slip of the tongue is no fault of the mind!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have been experiencing a whirlwind of emotions. In my moments of happiness or just out of rash indecision, there have been sensitive words mentioned which have been out of order, out of character. These words have all been due to slips of the tongue and as seen from the quote above, it is indeed no fault of my mind! Nevertheless, a sincere apology does not hurt one's heart and thus I wish to apologise if I have caused much pain and distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross country was amazing today. It was my first cross-country in my four years in RI because somehow, cricket finals always seem to be held either a day before or after cross country. The energy levels of all the houses was fantastic. The rainbow of colours brightened up macritchie and we were re-charged, reloaded and ready for the marathon run through the woods amidst the scenery. I defied my doctor's orders and took to the start line despite the fractured toes and the run was rather refreshing for another night of fun with my two darlings, biology and chemistry. Recently, I have forged a strong bond with chenistry resembling that of ionic bonding. We are inseparable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In times of happiness, friends are plenty. But in times of adversity, not one in twenty!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote is extremely true. In trouble times, only true friends guide you out of darkness. &lt;em&gt;This is a shout out to all those feeling suffocated or choked:&lt;/em&gt; Don't worry cuz there are people out there who would stand by your side in the toughest of times. These people would shelter you from any impending danger and grasp you hand to prevent your downfall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115453220986380888?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115453220986380888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115453220986380888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115453220986380888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115453220986380888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/here-by-your-side.html' title='Here by your side!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115443580713667829</id><published>2006-08-01T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:40:56.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospice is a relaxing weekend getaway!</title><content type='html'>Wow, today has been quite an enjoyable day! Right from the beginning when I was late for class and still did not get boooked! Wow, skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after a gruelling session of tests, I finally played soccer, laying off my retirement. I think I'm getting back some more skills! Even though I managed to score only 2 goals, neither of which were super-spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite disappointed that I'm not in the RI soccer team that's playing HCI but I guess it's also partly my fault that I did not go for the trials whoops &gt;.&lt; but still! &lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter didn't have to go for trials to become a wizard, he just became one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to become The Wizard when I grow up. &lt;br /&gt;Only then would I be able to do well for my Math tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard more stories about Gary going on raids today. Apparently he's moved on from just plucking mushrooms, killing dragons and collecting gold to building spiderwebs as well.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I wonder what game he actually plays!&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to love English lessons, they're so fun and exciting!!!!!!!!111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I proclaimed my love with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/DSC04632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/DSC04632.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And came home with a Yu Guang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/DSC04653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/DSC04653.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a Chicky Friggy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/DSC04655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/DSC04655.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm obsessively taking pictures hoping at least something would would capture the very essence and theme of the Inter-House Photography Competition!! So sexciting! I might just win something ooooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chian fern is getting me turned on by his Nan Quan MaMa song, &lt;i&gt;Ye Zhong&lt;/i&gt;. I think it's very ver nice!! It ranks somewhere up there on the "Spice Songs" list with all the Nelly Furtados, Shakiras and Holly Valances woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I just had to add this in. I'm suffering from Post-Production Blues!!! I miss miss miss DramaFeste soo much oh dearie. It's just like Post-RMUN and Post-LDP and Post-SecOne Orientation and Post-OBS bluuuuues. The Blues are taking over the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus tomorrow's Cross-Country. More hot stuff.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115443580713667829?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115443580713667829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115443580713667829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115443580713667829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115443580713667829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/hospice-is-relaxing-weekend-getaway.html' title='Hospice is a relaxing weekend getaway!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115425943931573110</id><published>2006-07-30T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T19:37:19.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding you in my arms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/1600/IMG_0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/320/IMG_0209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an enchanting journey. Rahul, wen chen and I have gone many places throughout this Service Learning project. Some of which we never imagined such as KK Hospital and Shine festival!. Entertaining kids at a hospital is definitely satisfying especially when the kids tug onto you and ask you to sing another song for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/320/IMG_0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Today was yet another saturday spent recovering from the hangover caused by the overdose of work and the lack of late nights at Harry's. However, today's hangover seem rather fun as rahul and I slogged it out for our RE report due in about 12 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, it has come to my attention that saddness has filled the hollow spaces in some people's hearts. These hollow spaces were very recently occupied by sugar spice and everything nice! Well, I don't see a reason for this self-inflicted wound. There is much more to life than thinking about the sad stuff in our exciting lives! Just take a look at the picture below to understand! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/320/IMG_0221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;                                                                      &lt;em&gt;Paternal love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115425943931573110?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115425943931573110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115425943931573110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115425943931573110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115425943931573110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/holding-you-in-my-arms.html' title='Holding you in my arms!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115425490091401648</id><published>2006-07-30T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:18:10.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is my pot of gold!</title><content type='html'>The two of my most fun and exciting nights in many days is finally over. Long Post Ahead Warning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama Feste 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, let's go in order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the Big Morrison Walk! I guess it was quite fun even though less than 40 people turned up. We walked to Macritchie, walked through Macritchie and walked here and there about Macritchie. It rained and unlike some Men who sprinted back to school, I cabbed back with Ms Low wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;It was also a good time to interact with my junior Morrisonians, mostly from 1A, and it's lovely to see so many of them with immense spirit for The House. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all those who turned up, together with our favourite Cookie Monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my fellow 2L'04 friends. It's so heartening that some actually turned up just to support me and Benedict. Thankss so much Guang, Woozhy and Wencheek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think BMW was great, no matter what. And I can imagine other houses just jumping up and following our idea !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was Drama Feste for Buckley, Hullett and Moor! Everyone was great, in their own ways. I enjoyed all, even though some got so cliched and boring, because art is meant to be appreciated. After which I went Ghost-Hunting around RI with Xiu Xuan, her friend, and Naing and Prem!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing them off, me Prem and Seng Henk just stoned at Coffee Bean discussing life, and brought the curtains down on a much enjoyable day. Went home with Seng Henk and realised that under all his exterior, he's probably one of the nicest and most sensitive juniors I'll ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was HOTHOTHOT.&lt;br /&gt;Everything from make-up, to warm-ups to sitting around in circles to dancing, to our last run to the matinee, to dinner, to more make-up to the Night Show. Everything was a last.&lt;br /&gt;Loved every second of it. I'll narrate it with Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Picture I'll remember for many, many years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3853.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3853.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought our performance was great!! Everyone said so, everyone I talked to loved it!&lt;br /&gt;I nearly cried before I went on stage, it was just all the emotions of 3 months gushing through. And I really had fun performing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slut scene with Elton and Seng Henk! The audience loved it, babyyy. And that, I believe, is the best thing for any performer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/P1010159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/400/P1010159.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omgomg the judges said I was a good actor, one of the strongest ones they've seen (: We got &lt;strong&gt;Best Director &lt;/strong&gt;(!!!) and &lt;strong&gt;Best Ensemble &lt;/strong&gt;(!!!!!!) and I strongly felt that we could have done soo much more. &lt;br /&gt;Morrison was the only houst with a STANDING OVATION. &lt;br /&gt;Morrison was the only house with the House Flag. And the Morrison spirit was tremendous. Thanks all! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;But congrats to Hullett for their Best Play too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time for shout-outs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the most brilliant cast:&lt;br /&gt;- Wen Jun&lt;br /&gt;- Kar Liang&lt;br /&gt;- Elton&lt;br /&gt;- Benedict&lt;br /&gt;- Seng Henk&lt;br /&gt;- Shailesh&lt;br /&gt;- Joshua Ong&lt;br /&gt;- And The Best Director (literally!) and Best Stage Manager any house could wish for, Jun Wei and Kennedy!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all liked my cards :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a lovely Crew:&lt;br /&gt;- Philbert&lt;br /&gt;- Hanson&lt;br /&gt;- Jayanth! (on tablas!)&lt;br /&gt;- Jevon&lt;br /&gt;- Shaun Leo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ms Low and Mrs Seow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who came to support meeeee &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- Yuan Kheng, John, Jarren, Edmond, Thomasina, Gen Huong, Steph!&lt;br /&gt;To my nearest and dearest Morrisonians from 2L'04&lt;br /&gt;- Dumb Fat Cheek Yap, YUGUANG, Wencheek, Gary!!, Kern, Josh Tan, Shang Hui, Daniel, Remus, Tuck Heng, Seth, Jasper&lt;br /&gt;To all those with the many huggs, flowers and notes(Josh Tan &amp; Rahul!)!&lt;br /&gt;To all those with the soft toys! (Prem and Jun Wei!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I received a lot of flowers like ~15 =) Even from those people whom I never really expected me to give. And I'm sorry I won't be able to list all those who did, but I love you too, boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/P1010201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/400/P1010201.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess DF just becomes an occasion, above all, to express your heartiest love and affection for others, something like Chinese New Year and International Friendship Day and Valentine's Day. That's what I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Great Morrison Brigade embarked on a expedition to Thompson for prata and about 36 milo dinosaurs! While the other houses were partying away at The Dome, I felt that it is about time I spent some quality time by ourselves instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as it became 12mn, and then 1am, and then 2am. And I realised how much I would miss the entire Process, the late-night rehearsals, the fun with all the other hotsters, and how much of my lfe this year has revolved around Morrison. And how it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I came home with Yu Guang and I also realised how incredibly fortunate I was to have had him as a friend, and then a close one, for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"At the end of your rainbow, what's the pot of gold?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115425490091401648?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115425490091401648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115425490091401648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115425490091401648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115425490091401648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-is-my-pot-of-gold.html' title='Here is my pot of gold!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115419931715861518</id><published>2006-07-30T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T02:55:17.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearty Morrisonions!</title><content type='html'>Indeed this has been an enchanting evening of fun, laughter, saddness and happiness! Dramafeste conclude with Hullet being awarded the best play. However, personally, I feel morrison house is still tops. The hardwork and effort put into this production is unparallel. We had the best make-up and an awesome cast with two awesome directors! Not forgettting all the moments of happiness and sluty-ness that everyone gone through over the past two months. These were essential ingredients for the success of Morrison Dramafeste production 2006. Even though I was not officially part of the dramafeste cast and crew, I believe that I've contributeed to the house by extending a helping hand in whatever tasks which needed to be completed, be it block painting or birthday celebration. The atmosphere in the english studio was electrifying during rehearsals and it was indeed a pleasure being amidst the cast and crew of Morrison dramafeste 06. This journey has allowed me to familiarize myself with some people amongst the cast whom I have not communicated with before. Hopefully, this is just the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the results, the morrisonions embarked on yet another Big Morrison Walk (BMW) from RI to The Roti Prata House with our the Morrison Woman leading the pack of hungry wolves. At the end of our late night feast, we forged a bond of friendship with the Boss of the prata shop. He is an extremely nice person but unfortunately we could not get to take a pic with him as he could not take time off his busy schedules of preparing 36 Milo Dinosaur and 64 Chicken Murtabaks. Indeed a busy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today, I have opened my eyes to the real world and thus have come up with yet another quotable quote: &lt;strong&gt;"Losing is not the end of life, it is the beginning of a harsh reality which everyone has to face some day"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115419931715861518?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115419931715861518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115419931715861518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115419931715861518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115419931715861518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/hearty-morrisonions.html' title='Hearty Morrisonions!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115410686117018099</id><published>2006-07-29T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T01:14:21.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugging you tightly!</title><content type='html'>School was the usual sizzling and to top it off, today was dramafeste 2006 with all the players from the himalayas! Dramafeste started off on a high note when I pimped next to Naing for the whole performance. We shouted out "We love you Benjamin!" our dearest emcee for the evening along with Ravi deary! The plays were well done but all involved death and this deeply grieved my heart! Friday nights are supposed to be happy and exciting. But the night was happy-fied and made more sexciting when Ali, Naing and I went post-performance pimping (P^3) around the school. Then we had dinner/supper at coffee bean and discussed the usual life stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, today was a day of friendship-past, present and future! All differences were put aside and we came together to congratulate one another for the the other's dazzling display on stage. And some presents were presented to certain someones! The presents totally turned these certain someones on and brightened up their life! Today was also a day of mass-hugging without a second thought, totally spontaneous. Today was a day to remember!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115410686117018099?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115410686117018099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115410686117018099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115410686117018099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115410686117018099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/hugging-you-tightly.html' title='Hugging you tightly!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115402263410763753</id><published>2006-07-28T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:14:20.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane of Love</title><content type='html'>I just lost a boy friend, and I really don't want to lose a girl friend too. But today was just so empty, so desolate and I was wrapped up in a blanket of misery since 5.47pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I engaged in the one thing that makes everyone feel better, retail therapy!! I went and bought loads of stuff, all by myself! Mostly useless stationery, and a new wallet (Official Green-Black-White of the Breakfast Club) and other random jazz and I really hope my parents reimburse me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick myself up! and think of all the poor souls in Lebanon and understand that their predicament is so much worse than mine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha I have 42 songs now! Thanks to all those who contributed to the Send-Me-Music Movement. You have definitely brightened up my life and made me realise the true beauty as experienced by my aural faculties. Some songs really turn me on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I have just experienced my last Rehearsal for Drama Feste. My last rehearsal as a Morrisonian. My last rehearsal in RI. It is sad enough to make me cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Shawn Chua says our play is good (: And when Shawn Chua says something-drama is good, it blu'dy 'ell is! He nearly teared and we hugged. I guess it's because he misses Morrison, now that he's in some no0b morrison-&lt;s&gt;richardson&lt;/s&gt;. Ok la, MR isn't very bad, (with Nazirul!) but the solitary M is Soo. Much. Better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elton &amp; Ali   -   Yin &amp; Yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/Elton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/Elton.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And quite a body, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Defying Traditions - Breaking the rules&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3713.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay later today's a long day, quite some happening happenings happening. I'm falling sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115402263410763753?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115402263410763753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115402263410763753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115402263410763753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115402263410763753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/hurricane-of-love.html' title='Hurricane of Love'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115401316452099522</id><published>2006-07-27T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:14:38.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging by your side!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/1600/Maths02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/320/Maths02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I think Math is indeed a beautiful subject!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/1600/Maths01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4372/2529/320/Maths01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why do we need math lessons in school then? Because school is such a wonderful and scandalous place just like wysteria lane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of scandals, I have come to realize that scandals are just like experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step 1: Observation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step2: Hypothesis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step 3: Experiment to test hypothesis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step 4: Hypothesis proved or disproved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this sounds and looks very much like philosophy. Hmmm, I think we should do Philosophy: The art of scandals instead of "Mind, is it matter?" Does it really matter if minds are matter? If you don't mind, it does not matter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115401316452099522?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115401316452099522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115401316452099522' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115401316452099522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115401316452099522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/hanging-by-your-side.html' title='Hanging by your side!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115394495670117154</id><published>2006-07-27T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:04:40.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Slumberr</title><content type='html'>'New Day New Discovery' holds new meaning now. After I slept through the entire day in class! Through Philo and History and Chinese, and I woke up during Arts Exposure, listened a bit to jazz and went right back to sleep again! At least I don't drool like Kern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers were all so nice, and let me sleep! Even though I sit right at the front of class. Maybe because I next-to-never sleep in class, or maybe it's because I sit with some dumboh the dumbOh the flying elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our English teacher's mysterious pregnancy continued, and again it was a free period! So I decided to spend it constructively and not sleep, hence I made an anagram of my name in one hour only!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3685.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you turn it around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3683.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely fascinating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it to Yichao and he said "oooohh...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "It's an ambigram, turn it around, Foong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he turned the page over. hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet most people lacked the artistic eye, creative expression, and cognitive imagination to realise what it was on first sight bahh. Or maybe it wasn't good ennough =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our class has one of the greatest collection of soft toys, once they're not being thrown around happily, used in skirmishes on Gary or to wake Josie up or to do voodoo on Dennis' girlfriend Prissypup!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3686.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the greatest collections of nude bodies..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3688.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, our class photo with our dearest Biology teacher! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3605.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3605.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the play comes alive!! Watch out. (Some publicity!)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 29th July 3pm and 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;RI LT1&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;At The End Of Your Rainbow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3662.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually everything's all sold out haha, not much need for any more publicity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the friendliest cast =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/1600/IMG_3675.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2251/435/320/IMG_3675.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And noone can beat Benedict at what he does best: being cute!! ahahahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came home and slept from 7pm to 3am. Ah, bliss!&lt;br /&gt;I should really do some work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115394495670117154?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115394495670117154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115394495670117154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115394495670117154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115394495670117154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/human-slumberr.html' title='Human Slumberr'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115392340492163438</id><published>2006-07-26T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T04:25:06.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having an Affair!</title><content type='html'>During math lesson today, I wondered into dreamland and thought about the complexities of life which has been looming ablve me for quite a while. I think I have finally discovered a solution! Life is like a roller-coaster (this is a known fact!). In life, differentiation and integration are important techniques to allow one to understand his life better. In order to see which direction my life is headed, I have to differentiate so that I could obtain the equation of the gradient and this am able to tell if I am headed in the positive or negative direction. If one want to figure out the meaning of life, he has to integrate in order to obtain the equation of the curve, which represents life (a meandering river!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like any other day, today was again filled with lots of work namely my dearest darlings chemistry and physics. Once again I slept with them under the umbrella of the HML library! However, Rahul taught me something today: "A taste is as good as a feast!". Coming from him(a foodaholic), I can guarantee there is some truth in that inspirational quote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have stumbled upon many friendship quotes and this has allowed me to emerge a more friendly person! Here is another one of these quotes: &lt;strong&gt;"Friends are like sunshine who greet you every morning and brighten up your day!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no doubt that we are stretched in many different directions with all the work on our heads. It is important that one takes a breather from time to time to prevent a breakdown. This has been the impetus for the tagline below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Have a breather, have a bacardi breazer!"&lt;/strong&gt; (P.S. Do not jump to conclusions)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115392340492163438?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115392340492163438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115392340492163438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115392340492163438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115392340492163438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/having-affair.html' title='Having an Affair!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115385430150835422</id><published>2006-07-26T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T07:26:19.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard At Work!</title><content type='html'>What an exciteful day! My eyes were open in enjoyment and pleasure from 5.30 to 5.30 tiptop without stop, absorbing the beauties and magic of the world around us. I have come full circle, I have travelled 2(pi)r around the clock twice! &lt;br /&gt;Which means its like 4(pi)r omgomg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English periods are how dumb. English teacher's perpetually pregnant! And even when she isnt, she has to take care of her kids!&lt;br /&gt;So as 4L, we spent some quality time taking some exciting pictures of ourselves (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can't upload anything cuz blogger is feeling unhappy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the Morrison DF cast and crew, we spent more time taking pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can't upload anything cuz blogger is feeling unhappy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a picturesque day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to Defy Tradition and take a photo for the Inter-House Photo Competition!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115385430150835422?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115385430150835422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115385430150835422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115385430150835422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115385430150835422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/hard-at-work_26.html' title='Hard At Work!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115375384605853590</id><published>2006-07-24T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T18:48:33.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang up the laundry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The best investments are the love and sincerity one puts into friendships!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the above quote is absolutely true. Love and understanding are key ingredients for a friendship to blossom to its full potential!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a fun-filled day with lots of precious time spent checking out Toa Payoh and Braddell with Kennedy and Ali. Although it was fun, the journey was arduous and rather tiring after an action-packed day at school with three Research Education periods, wisely spent in the cool confines of the HML. I feel that the library and I share an intangible bond of love and affection. In my four year in RI, I have grown to love the library dearly with all the intensive mugging sessions and the karaoke sessions which totally turn Cheryl Yap off. Even after graduating to RJC, I will cling onto the memories of such a heavenly place of fun and excitement. Hopefully the end of the year does not come too fast so that I would have ample time to spend with my beloved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115375384605853590?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115375384605853590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115375384605853590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115375384605853590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115375384605853590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/hang-up-laundry.html' title='Hang up the laundry!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115373070110573493</id><published>2006-07-24T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T22:27:30.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horribly outrageous!</title><content type='html'>Right now, this very moment, you have a choice. It's not a big choice -- it's just a very small, seemingly insignificant choice -- yet the consequences of that choice can be enormous. The choice you have, the question you must answer, is this. How will you spend this moment?&lt;br /&gt;It's not really a matter of choosing between what is easy and what is difficult. Even the most difficult objective can be broken down into easily achievable steps. It's not a matter of choosing between what is simple and what is complex. Even the most complex of ambitions can be broken down into small, simple tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your choice for how to spend this moment, and the moments that follow, comes down to a matter of what is truly important to you. Upon what do you wish to focus the power of your attention, your commitment, your energy, your thoughts, your efforts and your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the above paragraphs are truly inspirational and have motivated me to work harder, reach higher and sleep longer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115373070110573493?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115373070110573493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115373070110573493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115373070110573493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115373070110573493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/horribly-outrageous.html' title='Horribly outrageous!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115366569523928693</id><published>2006-07-23T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:04:48.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilariously Hot!</title><content type='html'>I just engaged in another intellectual discourse with Ngiam regarding our manliness and we totally confirmed it with the following conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c0okister~ is a Breakfast Clubber.   We are men. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi, are you a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ngiam is a Breakfast Clubber. We are men. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ngiam is a Breakfast Clubber. We are men. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are both men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c0okister~ is a Breakfast Clubber.   We are men. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met up with some hotties like Daniel and Ronald today. And some Aaron too, and we discussed our exciting Social Studies Documentary at Orchard before we embarked on quite an adventure from Orchard to Raffles Place via the Esplanade by foot! We discovered much about Singapore and I realised that Singapore would also be a very interesting place for a DaVinci-esque adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good exercise (esp for Daniel with his bingeing on 36 ice-creams). We also met with about 4 other groups doing their documentaries too, like Naing and ZhiZhi and LuLu! And Zhiwen and his 4Q hotties and another group from 4C. What a pleasant surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think talking with friends is good for everyone. Like with Daniel and Ronald. And we jinxed each other so many times too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some people just don't fit in with the rest awww, what a pity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115366569523928693?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115366569523928693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115366569523928693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115366569523928693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115366569523928693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/hilariously-hot.html' title='Hilariously Hot!'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115365834975513891</id><published>2006-07-23T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:31:15.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handle the Candle with care!</title><content type='html'>My apologies for not blogging for a period of two weeks. Personally, it feels like eternity!&lt;br /&gt;My trip to KL for cricket was rather exciting. I went there with a recovered ankle and returned with two fractured toes! How amazing is that! It was my first game after my comeback from my previous injury: the mysterious ankle fracture. It was only my third ball and wham bham thank you ma'am! I got hit on the full by a lightning bolt (the speed of that cricket ball resembled that of a bolt of lightning!). So from player, i evolved into advisor and eventually physiotherapist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mind over matter. But if you don't mind, then it does not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;matter!&lt;/strong&gt; This saying is truly inspirational. I find more meaning in this line that the "My brother is going on a journey today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been really havoc with work instead of wine! I was curled up in the library everyday. Not differentiating between right and wrong, gay and straight, but instead differentiating for survival! All the ln and e^x has driven me to the border of sanity where I just fall over the edge and become irrational. But the Math test was rather exciting and hopefully hardwork paid off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday marked the end of the test-laden week. On this fateful day, RI emerged third in the six-a-side tournament losing to Victoria in the semi-finals! For once I think that the team deserves to lose as a wake up call. Taking things lightly is never the direction to head towards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morrison dramafeste rehearsals were awesome on saturday. Co-incidentally, saturday also marked the day wen jun finally became legal! To celebrate the joyous ocassion, I arranged for a sponge cake with strawberries and a flower on top! Sadly chocolate cake was prohibited by law and mango was deemed to hot and heaty for the throats. But the strawberry definitely added a spark to the session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, this week has left me in a trail of sugar, spice and everything nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115365834975513891?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115365834975513891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115365834975513891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115365834975513891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115365834975513891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/handle-candle-with-care.html' title='Handle the Candle with care!'/><author><name>pdaddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281309609843844675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24402042.post-115362198262842921</id><published>2006-07-23T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:41:30.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartlessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Success is a journey, not a destination"&lt;/b&gt; I saw this on a taxi. Truly Inspiring and Quite Appropriate hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much has transpired over the last week, some propelling me to the 'Epitome of Ecstasy', and some wrenching the happiness and thrashing it to pulp in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer's finally repaired! And formatted. Which means I've lost about 800 songs and over a thousand pictures =( And all my schoolwork and other important documents!&lt;br /&gt;I am muchly disappointed and this incident has left an indelible scar on me. I would really appreciate some hot people sending me some songs so that I'd be able to pick myself up and brighten up my life once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaa, we have finally done a few complete runs of our play.&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for &lt;b&gt;Morrison Drama Feste Production 2006!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;At the end of your rainbow!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judo Finals - was really not as sizzle-fizzle-bam-wham-hot as Swim, and we lost narrowly to HCi tooo awww. But on the same day, we got a Shooting Gold too! 4th Gold of the year! (which is like a totally far cry from 11, but heck)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I realised our batch's shooters like Liqian are like damn pro, 4 golds in 4 years! &lt;br /&gt;Unlike cricket, 1 gold in 4 years =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House Meeting was fun! Me and Elton gave a totally cock and happy talk regarding DF, and I could see that everyone was happy yayy. And it is probably my second-last House Meeting too. Everyone should also watch out for the &lt;b&gt;Big Morrison Walk!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morrison always rocks the school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I hip-hopped from one place to another place with Prem (and his another broken toe hahaha!!) and we finally landed in the midst of an unfamiliar Victoria Concert Hall where we emceed the RIMB concert. It was quite screwed up hahaha, but people still liked it I think! The script was uncannily just like another enlightening blog post on Chickadeez oops! Ah, another late night with Ngiam (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wise man once felt, Misery Loves Company, therefore I would just like to share some misery with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got sore eyes too.&lt;br /&gt;- I got a damned pimple!!!&lt;br /&gt;- I missed Yu Guang and Mao's CIP!&lt;br /&gt;- I missed Class CIP!&lt;br /&gt;- I can't see.&lt;br /&gt;- My camera isn't working. I am thus unable to camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm missing far too many lessons, am I becoming a Ponstar already?&lt;br /&gt;- RI cricket finally got a bronze medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And despite the negativity screaming in my body, I still had a fun time celebrating Ho Wenjun's birthday! I think he's really really pretty, especially when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now pick myself up from the mire of despair and sorrow and remind myself of the beautiful sunshine and beautifuller friends, and cruise to the heart of Singapore and film my Social Studies documentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24402042-115362198262842921?l=chickadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115362198262842921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24402042&amp;postID=115362198262842921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115362198262842921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24402042/posts/default/115362198262842921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickadeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/heartlessness.html' title='Heartlessness'/><author><name>shaggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05071745611896340258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
